I had all the pieces that I needed
Saw the places inbetween
You taught me to breathe it all in
And I stood waiting in your welcome shadow
With nothing but the dark below you
I could believe you were light
(Into me, into me, into me)
And you were the water underneath the keystone
Air to all that could not breathe
You showed them the love in the lie
But I saw the tragedy of life that lingers
Slipping through the city's fingers
Brother, I waited too long
(Into me, into me, into me)
Into my waiting arms
Promise to meet me there
Help me to find the start
Help me to fill my heart
Into my waiting arms
Building the dream we shared
If I could find the start
If I could fill my heart
Higher, stone by stone
Hollow hope, empty home
Don't look down, boy
We must be the ones
Ashes by us and it's done
It's your choice saint or the beast, boy
So give me the likeness of a life with no hope
The sight and sound as one, this new home
Tell me that you hear it too
(Into me, into me, into me)
And I could see the end in each beginning
See enough to make the world see
We heard the music in you
(Into me, into me, into me)
Into my waiting arms
Promise to meet me there
Help me to find the start
Help me to fill my heart
Into my waiting arms
Building a dream we shared
If I could find the start
If I could fill my heart
You have the choice: saint or the beast
Prove you can be force fed war and spit peace
You can be force fed war and spit peace
You can be force fed war and spit peace
You have the choice: saint or the beast
Prove you can be force fed war and spit peace
You can be force fed war and spit peace
You can be force fed war and spit peace
Agne pasok jeigu cia skaitai FB reels pagal motorhead ace of spades, scooter fuck the millenium, yes owner of my lonely heart ar asia heat of the moment. Enigma ir deep forest su naktiniais. Nes maya meh bei felicita nebevez, acibodo.pasikratyk status quo
Hmmm, Hall & Oates. Dar vienas iš serijos "geriausi man nepažįstami kolektyvai". Mano žinios apie juos apsiriboja 7-8 dainom (ir jos visos arba labai geros, arba tiesiog nuostabios). Reikia rasti laiko ribų plėtimui.
Aš asmeniškai net nežinojau Paul Mario Day, atrodo kaip pirmų dienų vokalistas, su kuriuo grupei nepavyko išspaust nieko produktyvaus. Kaip bebūtų, vis tiek tesiilsi ramybėje.
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