Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Troubled Cells, artist - SubRosa. Album song For This We Fought the Battle of Ages, in the genre
Date of issue: 25.08.2016
Record label: Profound Lore
Song language: English
Troubled Cells |
There, beyond the windowsill |
Lies the child that we all dread |
An affront to our ease and our lassitude |
A thorn in our side |
How soon will she die? |
Now every road I take, no matter how far |
Leads me back here again, convicted by your smile |
And every waking dream, and every wasted hour |
Seems veined with a disease that I cannot escape |
Soft music plays on the gramophone |
A fire in the grate, arm around your wife’s waist |
Warms your crocodile tears |
As you think of the child under the cellar stairs |
When will she disappear? |
If there’s no way through for you, there’s no way through for me |
I refuse the cool gardens, I reject my honored seat |
If there’s no way through for you, there’s no way through for me |
I don’t need the golden banners, I don’t need the vain embrace |
Now, every road I take, no matter how far |
Leads me back here, convicted by your smile |
All is veined with a disease that I cannot escape |
For troubled cells do not a healthy body make |
There is no greater good |
if you’re trodden underfoot |
There is no greater good |
if you’re trodden underfoot |
There is no greater good. |
Paradise is a lie if we have to burn you at the stake to get inside |
There is no greater good. |
Paradise is a lie if we have to burn you at the stake to get inside |
There is no greater good. |
Paradise is a lie if we have to burn you at the stake to get inside |
There is no greater good. |
Paradise is a lie |
if you’re not by my side |
Paradise is a lie |
if you’re not by my side |