Trepador - Filligar

Sweet conceit stirs the air

The subtle taste of…

subtle taste of spare

friends to the end

We used to watch TV after school

We used to fake fight

‘cause we thought it looked cool

Now I’m finding that

I took my hand and pierced the sky

Yeah, you climbed that ladder high

to its end

And if you kept one small thing,

would you save its price

for the kings of clouds and vice,

your new best friend

But Jack had lost control

He gave his cow for gold

It’s right now or never, so pull things together

Those times that you have sold

I said now pick up your friends

Yeah, I’ll tell you why they’re running

it’s just you traded in the costume box for new jeans

And I would hold on to her

though her sweetness lost its honey

It’s just your clinging to the charm

of a wholly different world,

oh, you’ll see

I said now pick up your friends

Yeah, I’ll tell you why they’re running

it’s just you traded in the costume box for new jeans

And I would hold on to her

though her sweetness lost its honey

It’s just your clinging to the charm

of a wholly different god,

yeah, you’ll see