As the Leaves Are to the Limbs Songtext
von British Theatre

for as the leaves are to the limbs
so are the words to your song
a comprehensive history
of the stars was briefly caught,
in the solitary sound you made.
i′ll get to hear it everyday
that you're the shade that gives me shame...
you′re the reason in the fall
if im the only one who sees -
the light reflecting back at me


cloak the knife my defendant
not so abrupt as the day you shoved
hands up the spine on dependants
unfortunate still claims our soul
pull his solstice demented, *
devotee often sane and pulls. *
lie to the band and im selfless
you've offered up our limbs
console yourself feeling high and defenseless
acknowledge you were stitched and sown

fortune lip, he cried
in his master's voice
a puppet show
the circumstance,
enthusiast, is lost on you
when you hear these words
they′ll fulfill my own -
cant save us if... *
as the leaves are to - the limbs so are we
words to your song.