Lemon trees Blossom in the garden Green feathers of the ivy Growing on the world Reflect on the time You fake the divine Only to wake up Feeling the earth You walk the line Lie on my shoulder Wipe them away Head in the clouds Everything's over White turns to grey This is the end Grab your one friend We're all the same Lost in one name And babe Why treat me so bad? Am I gonna get my lemons tonight? And babe Let me taste the divine I'm getting closer to hell the longer I ask for my thrive Slowly I'm waiting Long anticipating Under the lemon trees Life passes right through me I finally found peace Under the lemon trees I finally found peace Under the lemon trees I finally found peace Under the lemon trees I finally found peace Under the lemon trees I finally found peace Under the lemon trees Under the lemon trees

See, this wasn't supposed to happen To leave you with your thoughts To leave you at your wire Where you bumped into more You're clinging to tales of ghosts Hear them as if they're true Although they bring you things That you don't want them to When I run out of time Well, you freak out your mind To go care for all the small things I have no clue about I have the miles to shout at But both your ears go cold And leave me at my wire Wish that I was told 'Cause if you leave it like this The distance's all we've known Yeah if you leave it like this The distance's all that's grown This wasn't supposed to happen To not have you on my side To lose you on a wire Where you stay out of sight And with your head in your hands I cannot read your face Can't read between the lines that This is a shut case 'Cause if you leave it like this The distance's all we've known Yeah if you leave it like this The distance's all that's grown 'Cause if you leave it like this The distance's all we've known Yeah if you leave it like this The distance's all that's grown

We'll get older, We'll get bored out of our mind. Get cold shoulders, Walk a line. We'll get older, We'll get bored out of our mind. Get cold shoulders, Walk a line. We live in the city of norms, Spoon-fed from the day that we were born. Yet the clown, He promissed a balloon To get us closer to the moon. When there's hunger at the door We start heading for the stars What we're looking for we can't define, Not this time. We'll get older, We'll get bored out of our mind. Get cold shoulders, Walk a line. We'll get older, We'll get bored out of our mind. Get cold shoulders, Walk a line. We wear this city's uniform And even the hungry girls can't keep our kicks warm. The clown, He sold us a balloon To get us closer to the moon. One day when boredom hits us hard We start heading for the stars. What we're looking for we can't define, Like it was Maria who was always on our mind. We'll get older, We'll get bored out of our mind. Get cold shoulders, Walk a line. We'll get older, We'll get bored out of our mind. Get cold shoulders, Walk a line. We'll get older, We'll get bored out of our mind. Get cold shoulders, Walk a line.