Strange Times
They smell your mouth
In case you have uttered the words, I love you
They smell your heart
Such strange times, darling
Such strange times, darling
Such strange times, darling
Such strange times, darling
And love is bludgeoned against the pillars of the dead end
Love must be hidden in the attic's
Love must be hidden in the attic's
In this cold and twisted dead end
They keep fires aflame with poems and songs as fuel Don't dare the danger of thinking
Such strange times, Darling
Such strange times, Darling
Such strange times, Darling
Such strange times, Darling
The one banging on the door so late at night
Has come to kill the lantern
Light must be hidden in the attic's
Light must be hidden in the attic's
Light must be hidden in the attic's
Light must be hidden in the attic's
And then there are the butchers
waiting at the crossroads
With their bloody axes
Such strange times, Darling
Such strange times, Darling
Such strange times, Darling
Such strange times, Darling
And they surgically remove the smile from your lips
And the song from your mouth
Passion must be hidden in the attic's
Passion must be hidden in the attic's
Passion must be hidden in the attic's
Passion must be hidden in the attic's
The canary is grilled over a flame of burnt lilies and jasmine
Such strange times, Darling
Such strange times, Darling
Such strange times, Darling
Such strange times, Darling
The victorious drunken satan
is celebrating our mourning
God must be hidden in the attic's
God must be hidden in the attic's
God must be hidden in the attic's
God must be hidden in the attic's
Such strange times, Darling
Love must be hidden in the attic's
Such strange times, Darling
Light must be hidden in the attic's
Such strange times, Darling
Passion must be hidden in the attic's
Such strange times, Darling
God must be hidden in the attic's
Such strange times, Darling
Love must be hidden in the attic's
Such strange times, Darling
Light must be hidden in the attic's
Such strange times, Darling
Passion must be hidden in the attic's
Such strange times, Darling
God must be hidden in the attic's
Such strange times, Darling
In case you have uttered the words, I love you
They smell your heart
Such strange times, darling
Such strange times, darling
Such strange times, darling
Such strange times, darling
And love is bludgeoned against the pillars of the dead end
Love must be hidden in the attic's
Love must be hidden in the attic's
In this cold and twisted dead end
They keep fires aflame with poems and songs as fuel Don't dare the danger of thinking
Such strange times, Darling
Such strange times, Darling
Such strange times, Darling
Such strange times, Darling
The one banging on the door so late at night
Has come to kill the lantern
Light must be hidden in the attic's
Light must be hidden in the attic's
Light must be hidden in the attic's
Light must be hidden in the attic's
And then there are the butchers
waiting at the crossroads
With their bloody axes
Such strange times, Darling
Such strange times, Darling
Such strange times, Darling
Such strange times, Darling
And they surgically remove the smile from your lips
And the song from your mouth
Passion must be hidden in the attic's
Passion must be hidden in the attic's
Passion must be hidden in the attic's
Passion must be hidden in the attic's
The canary is grilled over a flame of burnt lilies and jasmine
Such strange times, Darling
Such strange times, Darling
Such strange times, Darling
Such strange times, Darling
The victorious drunken satan
is celebrating our mourning
God must be hidden in the attic's
God must be hidden in the attic's
God must be hidden in the attic's
God must be hidden in the attic's
Such strange times, Darling
Love must be hidden in the attic's
Such strange times, Darling
Light must be hidden in the attic's
Such strange times, Darling
Passion must be hidden in the attic's
Such strange times, Darling
God must be hidden in the attic's
Such strange times, Darling
Love must be hidden in the attic's
Such strange times, Darling
Light must be hidden in the attic's
Such strange times, Darling
Passion must be hidden in the attic's
Such strange times, Darling
God must be hidden in the attic's
Such strange times, Darling
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Writer(s): Mohsen Namjoo
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