Mad Umbrellas

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Mad Umbrellas

Miscellaneous by: Foliostar

Genre: Song Lyrics

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Miscellaneous by: Foliostar

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Genre: Song Lyrics

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Summary

this is a song of total loss of senses and madness from bein bored

Summary

this is a song of total loss of senses and madness from bein bored

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Submitted: June 01, 2010

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Submitted: June 01, 2010

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Chorus
Walkin on madness.
Balancing on a tightrope.
Talking out of turn.
Now that you have learned. That its loud when i am silent.
If hate has come knocking for your heart.
Then find peace today.
Watch how it washes over me.
Out the mountains up from the branch of trees. Digging down to the roots of these problems.
The umbrella that covers ya.
Has left a shadow cross over to destroy us. It reminds how it used to be. When i wasn't walking on this madness.


Dirt lays on the street.
As the birds chirp with the light of a new day.
I walk with the river that flows with the flood that we have.
From the rain that was due to be coming.
All that dirt that use to occupy this town.
Has now turned out to be mud.
Since when does the story end here.
I think the clouds should disappear before dawns nightmares.

Chorus
Walkin on madness.
Balancing on a tightrope.
Talking out of turn.
Now that you have learned. That its loud when i am silent.
If hate has come knocking for your heart.
Then find peace today.
Watch how it washes over me.
Out the mountains up from the branch of trees. Digging down to the roots of these problems.
The umbrella that covers ya.
Has left a shadow cross over to destroy us. It reminds how it used to be. When i wasn't walking on this madness.

Hasn't been the same.
Since last friday.
Everything is boring on this street.
All happiness and fairgrounds are lost in this season of doubt.
Tommorrow has been named a holiday.
Cause weve planned for no sorrow on the way we treat each other.
But who knows maybe they'll be right about what they say.
Maybe the the gray clouds will open up to the suns rays.
Although i know tommorow never comes.
But i like to pretend that it does.
Just to feel some comfort from it.

Chorus
Walkin on madness.
Balancing on a tightrope.
Talking out of turn.
Now that you have learned. That its loud when i am silent.
If hate has come knocking for your heart.
Then find peace today.
Watch how it washes over me.
Out the mountains up from the branch of trees. Digging down to the roots of these problems.
The umbrella that covers ya.
Has left a shadow cross over to destroy us. It reminds how it used to be. When i wasn't walking on this madness.

Say i went away
to break through the wind.
Suppose i had a chance,
To dance with the rush of it.
Would you follow me would you join in.
If joy ever comes ill be your warning.

Chorus
Walkin on madness.
Balancing on a tightrope.
Talking out of turn.
Now that you have learned. That its loud when i am silent.
If hate has come knocking for your heart.
Then find peace today.
Watch how it washes over me.
Out the mountains up from the branch of trees. Digging down to the roots of these problems.
The umbrella that covers ya.
Has left a shadow cross over to destroy us. It reminds how it used to be. When i wasn't walking on this madness.

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