LYRICS

FRENCH REVOLUTION

She told me about a place of strangers

Away from the wallpaper that never changes

Piano floorboards only black or white

Cloak rooms full of the raincoats of those who can't fight

There was only a whisper in the wind

I stood with honey waiting for the sting

Cemented ground doesn't mean it's the best

Heavy bedsheets only mean the weaker the neck

She said the ice melts and turns to a stream

and I'll get to the sea if I get out the dream

There was only a whisper in the wind

I stood with honey waiting for the sting

Like the thought of escaping is a wing

If your in a dream the phone never rings