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Its what you see in men, does my rugged face cut scars like daggers
Faces on the wall we cant touch you but you move our hobby
reach into the hall step around the feast and find the lobby
open up the door see an angel and youll lose your body
Picking out a name, stretching out on your sheets
isabelle isabell cant you hear me i cant tell
Is the devil in the room is he hiding in the first drawer
hold me dear hold me dear cant you feel me touch your ear
Meat was on the Bone, but the children huddled and devoured
Keep them in the home let their minds go where their bikes cant take them
flinching finds me first so ill hide till she is in the basement
when i light the match touching angels shadows on the ceiling
racing round the room your forehead is on fire
isabelle isabelle their all talking your not well
looking like a ghost doctors shaking their heads
say my name say my name cant you hear me im to blame
(theyre have been sadder days...)
starting to rotting..pretty angel
grab the preachers throat cant you see the light within the shutters
who set up the ball dont you see your dancing frees my chances
put me on my feet theres an angel with a hand thats open
write my name in ink send a letter to the ground and beg him
folding all your clothes changing all your bed sheets
isabelle isabelle your not with me where i dwell
drinking from your glass smash it on the pyre
its a shame its a shame dont you see me im to blame
Some peoples lives awake to itsy bitsy im so sorrys the branch breaks you crack a window and the wind might say
"The birds are calling for you please dont follow"
Faces on the wall we cant touch you but you move our hobby
reach into the hall step around the feast and find the lobby
open up the door see an angel and youll lose your body
Picking out a name, stretching out on your sheets
isabelle isabell cant you hear me i cant tell
Is the devil in the room is he hiding in the first drawer
hold me dear hold me dear cant you feel me touch your ear
Meat was on the Bone, but the children huddled and devoured
Keep them in the home let their minds go where their bikes cant take them
flinching finds me first so ill hide till she is in the basement
when i light the match touching angels shadows on the ceiling
racing round the room your forehead is on fire
isabelle isabelle their all talking your not well
looking like a ghost doctors shaking their heads
say my name say my name cant you hear me im to blame
(theyre have been sadder days...)
starting to rotting..pretty angel
grab the preachers throat cant you see the light within the shutters
who set up the ball dont you see your dancing frees my chances
put me on my feet theres an angel with a hand thats open
write my name in ink send a letter to the ground and beg him
folding all your clothes changing all your bed sheets
isabelle isabelle your not with me where i dwell
drinking from your glass smash it on the pyre
its a shame its a shame dont you see me im to blame
Some peoples lives awake to itsy bitsy im so sorrys the branch breaks you crack a window and the wind might say
"The birds are calling for you please dont follow"
Lyrics submitted by zoombiniss
Track duration: 07:52
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The birds are calling for yeah pleas don't follow
It sounds right when playing along.
If anyone knows anything better please tell me Id love to know.
Just such a breathtaking song.
this doesnt sound right to me... i feel it sounds like "Phantom warped the bride".
"i'm the phantom"
Does anybody else agree that this doesn't sound right either?
it sounds more like Panther... that can't be right, but he really accentuates the 'P' sound.
Anyway, I think the person from whose perspective these lyrics are written sees himself as La Rapet, and feels a bit guilty but also freed from a burden. The song is clearly about the death of Isabelle. In the end he is putting away her clothes and such. I love the line, "Some people's lives awake to itsy bitsy I'm so sorries."
The first part of the song is a little confusing to me, though. I suppose it sets things up. It appears as though Isabelle suffers from insanity, or is dying because of the man. He talks about freeing chances and setting up the ball and seeing the angel. I think he wants to get rid of Isabelle to be with the angel. Or something similiar.
are you on the ac message board?
btw, this is a beautiful song!
Its what you see in men, does my rugged face cut scars like daggers
Faces on the wall we cant touch you but you move our hobby
reach into the hall step around the feast and find the lobby
open up the door see an angel and youll lose your body
Picking out a name, stretching out on your sheets
isabelle isabell cant you hear me i cant tell
Is the devil in the room is he hiding in the first drawer
hold me dear hold me dear cant you feel me touch your ear
Meat was on the Bone, but the children huddled and devoured
Keep them in the home let their minds go where their bikes cant take them
flinching finds me first so ill hide till she is in the basement
when i light the match touching angels shadows on the ceiling
racing round the room your forehead is on fire
isabelle isabelle their all talking your not well
looking like a ghost doctors shaking their heads
say my name say my name cant you hear me im to blame
(theyre have been sadder days...)
starting to rotting..pretty angel
grab the preachers throat cant you see the light within the shutters
who set up the ball dont you see your dancing frees my chances
put me on my feet theres an angel with a hand thats open
write my name in ink send a letter to the ground and beg him
folding all your clothes changing all your bed sheets
isabelle isabelle your not with me where i dwell
drinking from your glass smash it on the pyre
its a shame its a shame dont you see me im to blame
Some peoples lives awake to itsy bitsy im so sorrys the branch breaks you crack a window and the wind might say
"The birds are calling for you please dont follow"
so the song to me is sort of like the moment that innocence is lost. it's kinda abstract and i dont know how to really explain it, but it makes sense to me
Let me just warn that there's a good chance I got about half the words wrong here.
Really like this song though... If the words are right, then I guess it's kind of just a short story... And the alternative high pitch/low pitch voices have a conflicting opinion on what to do with these "angels"... one of them wants to keep them, the other wants to get rid of them... and eventually they get fed to the guy in a pie.