Lyrics: Files On Grey Velvet (acoustic)

Tomorrow, only brings lies
And the stature sheds files
Of grey velvet, in the room
So stand to your feet
Stand tall
And close the receptor
So act real
With the wind beneath your wings
So act real
And ball below the bellows
Caught off guard
Is what you seem to be?
When we try to walk from near to far
Without sliding our feet
But these files
Of grey velvet
Are real enough to touch
They make hands that touch bleed
So act real
With the wind beneath your wings
So act real
And ball below the bellows
Take time and search
Lift every stone
Leave nothing unturned
Dig every last bone
Wander into the secret garden
Search beneath the rose
Turn leaves into rock and sand into stone
So act real
With the wind beneath your wings
So act real
And ball below the bellows
Caught off guard
Is what you seem to be?
When we try to walk from near to far
Without sliding our feet
Caught off guard
Is what you seem to be?
When we try to walk from near to far
Without sliding our feet
So act real…..