Awoken from a winter's night
Shake off the dust and wipe my eyes
The rays of sun in early spring
Melt ice and snow, surround my skin
I just can't recall the times
I was unconscious, black in mind
The demons of the past are dead
It's about time to lift my head
In this life we all get our chances
Just be clear or they will pass you by
What you send out will be reflected
What you ask for, there is a reply
Back on track, we're gonna turn it all around
We're heading for eternity, get ready for attack
Back on track, we're gonna turn it upside down
We're heading for eternity
We're gonna get it back... on track
The lonely years are gone, you see
I'm stepping out, you're here with me
I have denied myself too long
Was present but my mind was gone
It's my responsibility
For what I started, now I see
And then the here and now will be
The essence of our history
In this life we all get our chances
Just be clear or they will pass you by
What you send out will be reflected
What you ask for, there is a reply
Back on track, we're gonna turn it all around
We're heading for eternity, get ready for attack
Back on track, we're gonna turn it upside down
We're heading for eternity
We're gonna get it back... on track
Back on track, we're gonna turn it all around
We're heading for eternity, we're get it back on track
Back on track, we're gonna turn it upside down
We're heading for eternity, we're gonna get it back... on track, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh
We're heading for eternity, we're get it back on track
Greito maisto valgykloj "uzkalnieciai" susitinka bulkute, sasyskyte ir buterbrodukas. Ateina jiems skundziasi surainis, desrainis ir falafelainis, kad ju niekas nenori. Buterbrodukas sako: mes irgi ne madoj. Surainis: - tai kada sugrisim i mada?
Susitinka ziemkentys, jarube ir aruodas.
Pamato veipintoja, startupininka ir omfgoda.
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