Lyrics: TV on the Radio. Dear Science. Family Tree.
Anda my love, wake up to your window, the day calls in billows
It?s echoing moonlight onto the blue nightmare of your heart
In cozy red rainbow, it?s shaking off halos
And the memory of our sacred so and so
Oh, take my hand sweet, complete your release
Unbury your feet and married we'll be
Alone in receiving, ours is a feeling not that they would see
They don?t know that we could be down where your cradle escaped the sea
And your raven haired mama caught told you so
We're hanging on the shadow of your family tree
Your haunted heart and me
Brought down by an old idea whose time has come
And in the shadow of the gallows of your family tree
There's a hundred hearts soar free
Pumping blood to the roots of evil to keep young
Only your mind, is it safe to say that we?ve waited patiently
Call me on time and recall the tune
That has placed us gracefully all into line
There's a garden grave and a place they've saved for you
I'll fall by your side though your silver haired mama throes told you so
We're hanging on the shadow of your family tree
Your haunted heart and me
Brought down by an old idea whose time has come
And in the shadow of the gallows of your family tree
There's a hundred hearts soar free
Pumping blood to the roots of evil to keep it young
And now we?ll gather in the shadow of your family tree
In haunted harmony
Brought down by an old idea whose time has come
And in the shadow of the valley of your family tree
There's a hundred hearts soar free
Pumping blood to the roots of evil to keep us young
It?s echoing moonlight onto the blue nightmare of your heart
In cozy red rainbow, it?s shaking off halos
And the memory of our sacred so and so
Oh, take my hand sweet, complete your release
Unbury your feet and married we'll be
Alone in receiving, ours is a feeling not that they would see
They don?t know that we could be down where your cradle escaped the sea
And your raven haired mama caught told you so
We're hanging on the shadow of your family tree
Your haunted heart and me
Brought down by an old idea whose time has come
And in the shadow of the gallows of your family tree
There's a hundred hearts soar free
Pumping blood to the roots of evil to keep young
Only your mind, is it safe to say that we?ve waited patiently
Call me on time and recall the tune
That has placed us gracefully all into line
There's a garden grave and a place they've saved for you
I'll fall by your side though your silver haired mama throes told you so
We're hanging on the shadow of your family tree
Your haunted heart and me
Brought down by an old idea whose time has come
And in the shadow of the gallows of your family tree
There's a hundred hearts soar free
Pumping blood to the roots of evil to keep it young
And now we?ll gather in the shadow of your family tree
In haunted harmony
Brought down by an old idea whose time has come
And in the shadow of the valley of your family tree
There's a hundred hearts soar free
Pumping blood to the roots of evil to keep us young
TV on the Radio
TV on the Radio
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