Текст песни The Building - Brisa Roche

The Building

I made you a building so grand\nThe stars and the sun just couldn’t stand\nIt towering there, blocking their rays\nFrom everyone walking the streets underneath like a maze\nWith the heat of your heavy angel-bones\nYou’re holding me still\nAnd now my thoughts have flown\nI made you a building so high\nI knew you were wrong\nBut I didn’t know why, why\nNot out of wires, not with a spoon\nI know you don’t care but it angers the big giant moon\nWith the heat of your heavy angel-bones\nYou’re holding me still\nAnd now my thoughts have flown\nWith the heat of your heavy angel-bones\nYou’re holding me still\nAnd now my thoughts have flown\nNow my thought have flown\nNow my thought have flown\nFlown, flown, flown…