Nimo & the Light - Stains Lyrics

Stains, taking their time to wash away
Chains, wrapped tight around
Your tiny neck
For You lived your life as a pilot
Of your plane
And the cure is either lost or
Soon be gained
Far away the bells will toll
Within a minute you get high
The hands you reach
Will hit the ball and there's no score you can't tie
There's no score you can't tie no no
Rain, has turned this little hill
Into a muddy hell
Pale, you rarely see sunlight, In your comfort jail
And the love you give is an ocean, is a flag
From the ashes it will rise All painted red
Far away the bells will toll
Within a minute you get high
The hands you reachwill hit the ball and there's no score you can't tie,
There's no score you can't tie no no no