Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song She Moves in a Secret Way, artist - Polly Paulusma. Album song Scissors in My Pocket, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 25.04.2004
Record label: One Little Independent
Song language: English
She Moves in a Secret Way |
On a river of sighs a boat came towards me |
A flimsy disguise covered the devil |
Who sang from a song sheet of how modern lifes a bore |
In his choirboy’s attire |
He sang me the life to which good girls aspire |
Where men in white coats |
Give us pills to tame the horses that stamp on our floors |
And pills for when the horses have bolted out the door |
Its hard to explain |
I dont like hanging on to reins in my hands all the time |
Im running out of trails |
Worn paths dont lead to where I need to get to every time |
She moves in secret ways |
And there is grace and poised perfection |
When she takes the helm |
She moves in secret ways |
Now the house is on fire, the rats are all screaming |
The horses are tired, they think theyre still dreaming |
Cause the barn doors are open, the crossbar is hanging in the wind |
So the devil sings higher |
Oh, just look at what youre doing |
Yeah, hes joined by a choir of doctors and statesmen |
Who plan their sorry lives to the last day’s end |
But look at all the happy things that happen by accident |
Its hard to explain |
I dont like hanging on to reins in my hands all the time |
Im running out of trails |
Worn paths dont lead to where I need to get to every time |
She moves in secret ways |
And there is grace and poised perfection |
When she takes the helm |
She moves in secret ways |
Days gone by, I thought I had it all |
Filed in little boxes |
Now I find I never had control |
Just took little chances and won |
Now the devils downstream, hes singing to someone |
My horses are free, they answer to no-one |
Unbridled, untethered, they roam on the unmarked land |
In my house, theres a calm, a peace has descended |
No need for alarm, its as she intended |
Im through with trying to fight the things I dont understand |
Accept my sweet surrender to the greater, better plan |
Its hard to explain |
I dont like hanging on to reins in my hands all the time |
Im running out of trails |
Worn paths dont lead to where I need to get to every time |
She moves in secret ways |
And there is grace and poised perfection |
When she takes the helm |
She moves in secret ways |
She moves in secret ways |
She moves in secret ways |