Turning Pages

Duration

3:21

Genres

Rock

Lyrics

A story so beautiful, she writes with a crooked smile, It’s so deprived. She’s left all her empty pages behind. Let’s let her set the scene this time. At first, her story seems so absent, Her words are so dull and they only seem balanced When you look with your heart and you satisfy the urges To tear it all up and to start on the surface. Someone tell her what to write. She’s so sick of searching her tired eyes. I’ve been stuck in this place before, Between a desk and an open door. And the view of the world from where I strive Brings all these meaningless words to life. Now watch as the words jump from pages And drown in the sky cause they’re terribly made up. They’re fictional still they fulfill their whole purpose To occupy time as I get more nervous. Someone tell her what to write. She’s so sick of searching her tired eyes. Someone say something. The silence is killing me. The ringing won’t go away. It’s time we’ve addressed our faults, But where have you gone? There’s no need to run. I promise I’ll leave So you can finally make it. I promise I’ll leave, So you can finally make it home. Someone tell her what to write. She’s so sick of searching her tired eyes. I’ve left all these empty pages behind. Cause I’ve lost my will to fight. I’ll bite my tongue, light it and run, So you can enjoy the sight.