[Verse]
If I could hock my love, could I trade
For your wings to cover me, unless I fall?
Half-alive, I heard the most brilliant line:
The sleep is eyes, closed to light
And death's the mind, wide open
[Pre-Hook]
You can't stutter when you're talking with your eyes
Like cutting out your tongue to save face
Or feeding on the blood that's running from a black day
[Hook]
Cry on black rain
Cry on black rain
Cry on black rain
[Verse]
If I could hock my love, could I trade
For your wings to cover me, unless I fall?
The sleep is eyes, closed to light
And death's the mind, wide open
[Pre-Hook]
You can't stutter when you're talking with your eyes
Like cutting out your tongue to save face
Or feeding on the blood that's running from a black day
If I could hock my love, could I trade
For your wings to cover me, unless I fall?
Half-alive, I heard the most brilliant line:
The sleep is eyes, closed to light
And death's the mind, wide open
[Pre-Hook]
You can't stutter when you're talking with your eyes
Like cutting out your tongue to save face
Or feeding on the blood that's running from a black day
[Hook]
Cry on black rain
Cry on black rain
Cry on black rain
[Verse]
If I could hock my love, could I trade
For your wings to cover me, unless I fall?
The sleep is eyes, closed to light
And death's the mind, wide open
[Pre-Hook]
You can't stutter when you're talking with your eyes
Like cutting out your tongue to save face
Or feeding on the blood that's running from a black day
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