Yesterday

Teeth like a tiger, the smile of a clown Smothered in silence, unreasonable doubts Why upon the hills do they pray When deep down in the sand they could lay? Why does it feel like I keep running all the way From a storm that I dreamt coming yesterday? I suffer with pleasure and celebrate pain In the eyes of my mother, I'm socially vain Why upon the hill do they pray? When deep down in the sand they could lay? Why does it feel like I keep running all the way From a storm that I dreamt coming yesterday? Why does it feel like I'm crashing like a wave From a storm that I dreamt coming yesterday? Teeth like a tiger, but the smile of a clown Smothered in silence, unreasonable doubts