CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Tall Tales for Spring
God rest his head Sunday afternoon, and
The wicked in me is surely the wicked in you
We pray to a ghost that we'd never met
Time turns for a cure from the scientists for
Madness, madness of the heart
But you knew it, you knew it from the start
And Hawking will tell us no tall tales this Spring
No minds hold the chaos that started everything
Maybe it's fate, and the sadness takes hold
Still stars through a window, will they ever know this
Madness, madness of the heart
But you knew it, you knew it from the start
There's a madness, a madness of the heart
But you knew it, you knew it from the start
Stare a sleepy smile into a sunbeam
There's nothing more than a daydream
Colored stained-glass cathedral
Confines the past that won't let you go
God rest your head Sunday afternoon
And the wicked in me is surely coming through
Now pray to a ghost that I'd never met
Still searching for someway out of this mess
It's the heart
It's the heart
And a madness, a madness in the stars
The wicked in me is surely the wicked in you
We pray to a ghost that we'd never met
Time turns for a cure from the scientists for
Madness, madness of the heart
But you knew it, you knew it from the start
And Hawking will tell us no tall tales this Spring
No minds hold the chaos that started everything
Maybe it's fate, and the sadness takes hold
Still stars through a window, will they ever know this
Madness, madness of the heart
But you knew it, you knew it from the start
There's a madness, a madness of the heart
But you knew it, you knew it from the start
Stare a sleepy smile into a sunbeam
There's nothing more than a daydream
Colored stained-glass cathedral
Confines the past that won't let you go
God rest your head Sunday afternoon
And the wicked in me is surely coming through
Now pray to a ghost that I'd never met
Still searching for someway out of this mess
It's the heart
It's the heart
And a madness, a madness in the stars
