Curtains Lyrics

Vita Bergen Curtains

Hold up, fold your flowers
Even actors of the tragedies
Must renegotiate sometimes
Let's make the future our last lie

Strangers climb the stairs of the museum
Asking why I tried
Nobody wants to feel surprised
Forgiven at a funeral

Brother, I just had to f..ck up
To find out we were right
I'm getting used to this by now
We only see clear through blind eyes

Don't trust every sign you will be leaving
Longing leads away
By now your tracks have grown to wide
You have disowned your last disguise

It's not that I am saying this for nothing
But I just thought I'd try
Unwrap the loose ends you have tied
I think it's gonna be a while