Through the curtains that blew apart
Drifted a strange old tune
And the sunlight with its dying rays
Floods the room with another day
The senile sea numbers each single
Slim silvered stone
The senile sea numbers each single
Slim silvered stone.
On the surface cool neon danced
Swam with a day old moon
And when I touched your fine boned shoulder
On the strand walking next to you
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The senile sea numbers each single
Slim silvered stone.
Through the curtains that blew apart
Drifted a strange old tune
And the lighthouse with its slender beam
Crossed the room where the woman leaned.
The senile sea numbers each single
Slim silvered stone.
Nu ką, nemaža tikimybė, kad vistik My Dying Bride nebus Kilkim Žaibu, atšaukė beveik visus šių metų pasirodymus. Tik organizatoriai kažkaip neskuba pranešti ir toliau reklamuoja..
guess I did make my name out of my drumming, and I have the big drum sets, and I'm doing all these crazy, odd-time signatures, so, yeah, I guess drumming was very important to what made me popular.