Paroles de la chanson Different pulses :
My life is like a wound I scratch so I can bleed,
Regurgitate my words, I write so I can feed,
And death grows like a tree that's planted in my chest,
Its roots are at my feet, I walk so it won't rest,
Oh, baby I am lost..
I try to push the colors through a prism back to white,
To sync our different pulses into a blinding light,
And if love is not the key. If love is not a key.
I hope that I can find a place where it could be,
I know that in your heart there is an answer to a question,
That I'm not as yet aware that I have asked,
And if that tree had not drunk my tears,
I would have bled and cried for all the years,
That I alone have let them pass,
Oh, baby I am yours..