Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lapochka, artist - The Mars Volta. Album song Noctourniquet, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 22.03.2012
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
Lapochka |
| How long must I wait |
| How long must I wait |
| Til the mountains of avarice turn blue? |
| How long must I wait |
| How long must I wait |
| Til the moleskin I pick becomes fused? |
| The avulsion whims its spurs in the pinches of my earth |
| The dust I kick from animus shatters |
| Recorded on my reels of tape, the trauma stops my flow |
| And in your suppression tastes sulfur |
| Hear the children say |
| Tear of mended sails |
| How long must I wait |
| How long must I wait |
| Til the mountains of avarice turn blue? |
| How long must I wait |
| How long must I wait |
| Til the moleskin I pick becomes fused? |
| As if suddenly your avalanche |
| Reverses my polarity |
| And secretly come Sunday morning |
| Standing at the pulpit to an empty room |
| Hear the children say |
| Tear of mended sails |
| How long must I wait |
| How long must I wait |
| Til the mountains of avarice turn blue? |
| How long must I wait |
| How long must I wait |
| Til the moleskin I pick becomes fused? |
| The drowning water you drink, passed on by birth |
| I’m no longer willing to give you control |
| Water you drink, passed on by birth |
| I’m no longer willing to give you control |