Spiders

Spiders
system of a down

The piercing radiant moon,
the storming of poor June
All the life running through her hair
Approaching guiding light,
our shallow years in fright

Dreams are made winding through my head
Through my head

Before you know, awake

Your lives are open wide,
the V chip gives them sight
Of all the life running through her hair
The spiders all in tune,
the evening of the moon

Dreams are made winding through my head
Through my head

Before you know, awake

Through my head,
through my head

Before you know,
before you know I will be waiting all awake

Dreams are made winding through her hair
Dreams are made winding through her hair