There I was, nearly November
Moon shone bright, barely a sliver
While across my mind
Ran all the things that i never
Now i like to think that I'm nobody's prisoner
I wasn't sure, but I sure was a listener
When i thought i heard, i thought i heard the moon whisper
Ooh, U will Be, Ooh, U will Be, Ooh U will be mine
Now I don't trouble my mind
I don't trouble my mind with signs in the sky
But that don't mean sometimes i don't wonder why
While across my mind, ran memories faded
I heard a voice, I couldn't place it
Whispering words so blatant
Ooh, U will be, Ooh, U will be, Ooh U will be mine
And i answered
Maybe one day, Maybe one day, Maybe one day but not this time ×2
All night till the break of dawn
Goddammit I'ma sing my song
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?