Faint - Southern Belles in London Sing Lyrics

Faint
Wet From Birth
Southern Belles in London Sing
Scarlet boots, the kiss of death
Patience and the end of it
Blended angels whispered "Love"
Countdown til' it's gone for long
Velvet voices haunting slow, darkened notes with bright decor

Georgain femmes are gone for weeks, southern belles in London sing

I'm staring down the eppley gate, two more days before the plane arrives and you'll be standing here with your smile
I'm carving up the lobby seats, pushing down the caffine drinks, checking the arrival screen for yours.

A hundred feet above the landing, there's a girl gliding down. She's floating toward me now, her sleeves are all stretching out, and the jet is following behind (Wake up)

London skids a grinding hault. Last night left to spend apart. Your bags are packed by now for home. Stories of the tour unfold.
Booking agents broken nose, butting heads with creeping dolts

Georgian femmes are gone for weeks, southern belles in London sing