Weather Girl
Because the river froze
When the dead criminal rose
Nobody recognizes every sky
But any dead dog knows
Never trust a weather girl
She grins when she warns you
Never trust a weather girl
Everything gray was silver
Everyone wise was blind
Heaven itself was falling into her eyes
Because the wolf was howling
Because the moon was on the rise
Because the sun was fading
Because the storm was in her eyes
She's a wicked cloud
The devil prays for her
You know she tastes like cinnamon rain
And she reeks of myrrh
Never kiss a weather girl
She grins when she warns you
Never kiss a weather girl
Everything gray was silver
Everyone wise was blind
Heaven itself was falling into her eyes
Because the wolf was howling
Because the moon was on the rise
Because the sun was fading
Because the storm was in her eyes...
Never trust a weather girl
She laughs when she kills you
Never kiss a weather girl
Everything gray was silver
Everyone wise was blind
Heaven itself was falling into her eyes
Because the wolf was howling
Because the moon was on the rise
Because the sun was fading
Because the storm was in her eyes
Because the wolf was howling
Because the moon was on the rise
Because the sun was vanishing
Because the fire was in her eyes...
Garota do Tempo
Porque o rio congelou
Quando o criminoso morto ressuscitou
Ninguém reconhece cada céu
Mas qualquer cachorro morto sabe
Nunca confie em uma garota do tempo
Ela sorri quando te avisa
Nunca confie em uma garota do tempo
Tudo que era cinza era prata
Todo sábio estava cego
O próprio céu estava caindo em seus olhos
Porque o lobo estava uivando
Porque a lua estava subindo
Porque o sol estava se apagando
Porque a tempestade estava em seus olhos
Ela é uma nuvem maligna
O diabo reza por ela
Você sabe que ela tem gosto de chuva de canela
E exala mirra
Nunca beije uma garota do tempo
Ela sorri quando te avisa
Nunca beije uma garota do tempo
Tudo que era cinza era prata
Todo sábio estava cego
O próprio céu estava caindo em seus olhos
Porque o lobo estava uivando
Porque a lua estava subindo
Porque o sol estava se apagando
Porque a tempestade estava em seus olhos...
Nunca confie em uma garota do tempo
Ela ri quando te mata
Nunca beije uma garota do tempo
Tudo que era cinza era prata
Todo sábio estava cego
O próprio céu estava caindo em seus olhos
Porque o lobo estava uivando
Porque a lua estava subindo
Porque o sol estava se apagando
Porque a tempestade estava em seus olhos
Porque o lobo estava uivando
Porque a lua estava subindo
Porque o sol estava desaparecendo
Porque o fogo estava em seus olhos...
Composição: Derri Daugherty / Steve Hindalong / Tim Chandler