[The Prophet summons His Followers in hiding for now they will gather together in a deserted town while making new plans]
Smoke was rising as we left the station
We grabbed the nearest thing and then we ran
Like running through an open door
To something never seen before
We were
Running through a ghost town
Running through a ghost town
The sky was racing by as we looked below us
We were the lucky ones cause we would get away
Like living the impossible
Like floating through an obstacle
We were
Running through a ghost town
Running through a ghost town
We headed out to a new place
To find a truth we could embrace
We were
Running through a ghost town
Running to a place where the sun goes down
We headed out to a new place
To find a truth we could embrace
We were
Running through a ghost town
Running through a ghost town
We were
Running through a ghost town
Aš sau galvoju: hm, reikės kažkada man šį mėnesį The Reticent įkelt į music'ą. Paminėjau vakar vakare komentare grupę, šiandien ryte žiūriu, jau yra. Dėkui Alvydai, esat greitis!
Kita vertus, pono retorika prie tam tikrų dainų kaip "Kokie 90% dainos š", "Kažkoks židišks mīžals" ir "Š...klasika...vempt norisi" yra tiesiog nemaloni ir nepagarbi. Kritika - ok, nepagrįstas varymas riebiais žodžiais jau ne ok.
O viešpatie, kokia tragedija, žmogus 9 kartą per TRYLIKĄ METŲ pasiūlė tą pačią dainą. Aš suprantu, kai per trumpą laiką ten tą pačią dainą kiša ir kiša, nervuot gali pradėt, bet čia tai labai normalu. Aš pats greičiausiai taip elgiuos.