CenterOfTheSun

Center Of The Sun - Conjure One

I here

Young girl in the market

Music to the men

When the men leave her eyes are red

When her eyes are closed again

She sees the dark market of above

Your dence

And she sings

They say the most horrible things

But I hear violins

When I close my eyes

I am at the center of the sun

And I cannot be hurt

By anything this wicked world has done

Young boy in the market follows all the men

When the men leave he's out of his head

When his eyes are closed again

He sees the dark market of above

Your den

And he sings

They break the most beautiful things

But I hear violins

When I close my eyes

I am at the center of the sun

And I cannot be hurt

By anything this wicked world has done

I look into your eyes

And I am at the center of the sun

And I cannot be hurt

By anything this wicked world has done

Center of the sun

Young boy in the market

Sees the girl alone and asks her

Have you lost your way home she sings

You say the most beautiful things

Just like my violins

I look into your eyes

I am at the center of the sun

And I cannot be hurt

By anything this wicked world has done

When I close my eyes

I am at the center of the sun

And I cannot be hurt

By anything this wicked world has done

'Cause I hear violins

I hear violins

I hear violins

I hear violins

Center of the sun

I hear violins