Painted Stones And Marigolds Songtext

There's no more room in heaven. Just painted stones and marigolds; heaven has overflowed.

We read somewhere that the sun is getting hotter every year. It seems it won't be long until the Earth falls in to the sun.

And you will glance back with reluctance and regonize me for someone you knew long ago. It's not dangerous decepting children. Childern run for angels. I would like to atleast thank God I have got fucking nothing I deserve. Timelines and timelines sit there swimming. Oblivion and wish to be forgotten.