Alba s touto skladbou:
Sticks And Stones,
Dirty Gold,
Dead skin on the flesh of your halo
Drunk love on the breath of an angel
Time frozen and the ash from your blunt
and you breath like you had life trapped in your lungs
And you wanted escape and I
wanted to take every thought from your mind and just throw it away
As I watered, you've grown as a flower, your soul
You would see that I planted with the thought of a rose
And I thought I'd impose if I ever had the energy
And now I'll save somebody if I ever had the memory
I cleared up some space and invited you in
You were brown and I tried to make you violet again
And I brought out the sun and the violence of wind
And I tore off your thorns and they died in my skin
Yeah, and I watched you become beautiful,
Its funny what the dirt does when its suitable,
I don't mind being April's fools
The flowers came when the rain made you
Honest hours have been spent with you
But I'll be April's fools for you, eh,
And a rose grew from the concrete with a heartbeat,
And I took it to the grass and made its bed,
Then I bathed it with my love until it sprouted
And I'll never get the thought out if my head
Yo, freeze frame cause the view was so cinematic
And the opening to you was so hemorogic[?]
But my first mistake was thinking it was easy,
And that you loved me if I really let you see me
Deep thoughts in the abyss of your brain cells
One shot to whatever your pains held
And it became something I've never seen before
And now my hearts too smart to be for anything but sure
thought my perceptions senses varying your shade change
And the burdons getting heavier then weight gain
And we kept swallowing the sun until the shade came
And kept on knocking on the clouds until the rain came
All the flowers in the garden share the same range
And a rose by any colour share the same name
But I love you in a way that will not seise,
Cause you're hideous in ways I cannot see
I don't mind being April's fools
The flowers came when the rain made you
Honest hours have been spent with you
But I'll be April's fools for you, eh,
If we take the flowers and walk into the rainbow
Remember to water them and watch how quickly they grow
But its quick as clouds come in and drown them in the rain so
We can take the potters hand and hold them with the same hold?
And a rose grew from the concrete with a heartbeat,
And I took it to the grass and made its bed,
Then I bathed it with my love until it sprouted
And I'll never get the thought out if my head
