There's no time for dull regrets
No-one underwrites your debts
No satisfaction guaranteed
But this much I believe
We make the lives we lead
Best foot forward, face the day
As the moment slips away
Like a whisper on the wind;
The tide turns as it breaks...
Given time
We lead the lives we make
The curve that we trace in time
A shape of our own design
Say it's over when it's done
Did you learn to touch someone?
Long ago and far away
Voices linger on...
Long ago, just yesterday
Caught in the clay of material need
Given time
We make the lives we lead
Atskirkim faktus nuo vaizduotes. Faktas#1: svetaines atmosfera itempta. Faktas#2: lankosi daugiamete neapykanta man jauciantys zmones. Vaizduote#1: vieni nariai susimoke su kitais. Vaizduote#2: esu sekamas Vaizduote#3: laukiama mano mirties. Kas tiesa
Jei netikrumas yra geriausia ne kaltinti liga, valdzia ar ateivius visokius. Tad Einarai: ar esi pries mane susimokes; ar mane seki; ar pabrezdamas lauki mano mirties. Trys klausimai estafete. Jei bus lengviau bendraut man po to su musico nariais.
Einarai+4Blackberry, esme ne skaiciukuose, bet esme kad liga man sako jog daug gaidziu susimoke, gaidziai stebi gaidindamiesi, daug gaidziu mirties nori. Taigi toks vat nesaugumo jausmas ir itarinejimai del to. Kaip cia yra?