High noon, oh I'd sell my soul for water
Nine years worth of breakin' my back
There's no sun in the shadow of the wizard
See how he glides, why he's lighter than air?
Oh I see his face!
Where is your star?
Is it far, is it far, is it far?
When do we leave?
I believe, yes, I believe
In the heat and the rain
With the whips and chains
To see him fly
So many die
We built a tower of stone
With our flesh and bone
Just to see him fly
But don't know why
Now where do we go?
Hot wind, moving fast across the desert
We feel that our time has arrived
The world spins, while we put his dream together
A tower of stone to take him straight to the sky
Oh I see his face!
Where is your star?
Is it far, is it far, is it far?
When do we leave?
Hey, I believe, I believe
In the heat and the rain
With the whips and chains
Just to see him fly
Too many die
We built a tower of stone
With our flesh and bone
To see him fly
But we don't know why
Ooh, now where do we go
All eyes see the figure of the wizard
As he climbs to the top of the world
No sound, as he falls instead of rising
Time standing still, then there's blood on the sand
Oh I see his face!
Where was your star?
Was it far, was it far
When did we leave?
We believed, we believed, we believed
In heat and rain
With the whips and chains
To see him fly
So many died
We built a tower of stone
With our flesh and bone
To see him fly
But why
In all the rain
With all the chains
Did so many die
Just to see him fly
Look at my flesh and bone
Now, look, look, look, look, Look at the tower of stone
I see your rainbow rising
Look there, on the horizon oh no, who's rising
And I'm coming home, I'm coming home, I'm coming home
Time is standing still
You, give back my will
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Going home I'm going home
My eyes are bleeding
And my heart is lead ahead
But it's not home
But it's not home
Ooh
Take me back
You, give me back my will
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Going home
I'm going home
My eyes are bleeding
And my heart is lead ahead
But it's not home
But it's not home
Take me back, take me back
Back to my home ooh, ooh, ooh
Matytumet, Silentistas online. Viskas regis tvarkoj. Tik metus ne zodzio puslapyj nesurezga, children of bodom ir bury tomorrow 10-ais vertina kasdien.
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Bet jeigu is 48 saliu kur LT reitingu lentelej yra140ieji pasaulyje, ateityje turesim gera komanda, to pasekoje - ir stadijona, as nebetylesiu kaip sirgalis. Reksiu, spardysiu kamuoli, losiu totalizatoriu ir nesirgsiu uz kokia yiponcu komanda kaip snd
Ka reik daryti kad nemiegotu ant zemes kamuoliai? Reik juos spardyt metyt ar kitaip gniauzyt, nes apkerpejes daiktas sukiuza, sudziuna, nebestangrus - ypac vasara! Kick de bol ;7]
2010 m. lapkričio 10 d. 20:04:06
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Sielos polėkis, išmokantis skrist - Galimybės ribotos, bet pasiryžęs bandyt. Pink Floyd - Learning to Fly
2009 m. sausio 7 d. 18:26:51