You stand on top of the roof
Looking out
Your hair is dancing in complex steps around you
We're all standing below
Afraid to breathe
Silent eyes tracking everything you do
Your mute defiance
Of these strictures
Your silence
Is my scripture
You stretch an arm to the sky
Maybe you're pointing
But we all lack the requisite context to be sure
I stand apart from the crowd
Enraptured
By your gestures warping the very light around you
Your mute defiance
Of these strictures
Your silence
Is my scripture
And now the crowd has gone
We are alone
Just you and your most faithful acolyte
I can't explain how I know
But when I leave here
I will be swallowed by the sounds of the night
Your mute defiance
Of these strictures
Your silence
Is my scripture
Headless Relatives - Nightingale Lyrics
Headless Relatives - Nightingale Lyrics
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You stand on top of the roof
Looking out
Your hair is dancing in complex steps around you
We're all standing below
Afraid to breathe
Silent eyes tracking everything you do
Your mute defiance
Of these strictures
Your silence
Is my scripture
You stretch an arm to the sky
Maybe you're pointing
But we all lack the requisite context to be sure
I stand apart from the crowd
Enraptured
By your gestures warping the very light around you
Your mute defiance
Of these strictures
Your silence
Is my scripture
And now the crowd has gone
We are alone
Just you and your most faithful acolyte
I can't explain how I know
But when I leave here
I will be swallowed by the sounds of the night
Your mute defiance
Of these strictures
Your silence
Is my scripture
Looking out
Your hair is dancing in complex steps around you
We're all standing below
Afraid to breathe
Silent eyes tracking everything you do
Your mute defiance
Of these strictures
Your silence
Is my scripture
You stretch an arm to the sky
Maybe you're pointing
But we all lack the requisite context to be sure
I stand apart from the crowd
Enraptured
By your gestures warping the very light around you
Your mute defiance
Of these strictures
Your silence
Is my scripture
And now the crowd has gone
We are alone
Just you and your most faithful acolyte
I can't explain how I know
But when I leave here
I will be swallowed by the sounds of the night
Your mute defiance
Of these strictures
Your silence
Is my scripture
Writer: Seth Biskind
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid