Artist : COHEED AND CAMBRIA
Album : Plan To Take Over The World
Star Cecilâ¦left me aloneâ¦torn
This folding brush I found in store I fell through
Too good to turn around
And you gave me much more to hold
Believing you here I dissemble
So now Iâm sore, dissatisfied all the time remembered you told me
Said over the hills, catch me far away,
Far awayâ¦
Well now maybe,
We were so good enough to fly by
But now that summer died
Weâd be so, we were going back for mine
Star Cecilâ¦my heart in your handsâ¦stone
Turn me to full, Iâm empty I need you
So now I wait, for your return, capture, a present departure
Too tired, but I best be going home
Well maybe,
We were so good enough to fly by
But now that summer died
We were so, we were going back for mine
So now Iâm hard, down, deeper
Enough to well bury my love tonight
Oh now Iâm never gonna go back there
Star Cecil whereâd you go tonight?
Bored, I miss you
Ooh yeah sore, we taste
Remember three years ago
Said bring me here please release my own tile
Now that summer died
Youâre wrong
Soreâ¦we taste
Remember three years ago
Said bring me here please release my own tile
Now that summer died
Youâre wrong
Star Cecilâ¦bring me home
Guess itâs time to catch my own starâ¦
Well now maybe,
We were so good enough to fly by
Well now that summer died
We were so, we were going back for mine
So now Iâm hard, down, deeper
In us when itâs so good enough to fly by
Well now Iâm never gonna go back there
Star Cecil whereâd you go tonight?
Album : Plan To Take Over The World
Star Cecilâ¦left me aloneâ¦torn
This folding brush I found in store I fell through
Too good to turn around
And you gave me much more to hold
Believing you here I dissemble
So now Iâm sore, dissatisfied all the time remembered you told me
Said over the hills, catch me far away,
Far awayâ¦
Well now maybe,
We were so good enough to fly by
But now that summer died
Weâd be so, we were going back for mine
Star Cecilâ¦my heart in your handsâ¦stone
Turn me to full, Iâm empty I need you
So now I wait, for your return, capture, a present departure
Too tired, but I best be going home
Well maybe,
We were so good enough to fly by
But now that summer died
We were so, we were going back for mine
So now Iâm hard, down, deeper
Enough to well bury my love tonight
Oh now Iâm never gonna go back there
Star Cecil whereâd you go tonight?
Bored, I miss you
Ooh yeah sore, we taste
Remember three years ago
Said bring me here please release my own tile
Now that summer died
Youâre wrong
Soreâ¦we taste
Remember three years ago
Said bring me here please release my own tile
Now that summer died
Youâre wrong
Star Cecilâ¦bring me home
Guess itâs time to catch my own starâ¦
Well now maybe,
We were so good enough to fly by
Well now that summer died
We were so, we were going back for mine
So now Iâm hard, down, deeper
In us when itâs so good enough to fly by
Well now Iâm never gonna go back there
Star Cecil whereâd you go tonight?
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