[Verse 1]
There comes a time for all of us
To set our unfortunate sails
Our chance to part with the unrest
The open trail, the fever's crest
[Chorus]
Will you meet me there
Underneath the pallid city lights?
In the rain of Summerland
Over the ashes
Our memories in open hands
[Verse 2]
My soul lays bare
This road here, untrodden
My words must levitate
And reverberate through the void
The nails are in, the pressure's there
The music of loss is in the air
[Chorus]
Will you meet me there
Underneath the pallid city lights?
In the rain of Summerland
Over the ashes
Our memories in open hands
[Outro]
Thought i saw you in the street
Standing still
Watching me
I would fall down on my knees
I would love to surrender to nothingness
But i'll stay another year
To see if things might change
Remain where you are
My love will protect you always
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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Balti, juodi laukeliai. Karalius, bokštas, pėstininkas...
Čia šachmatų žaidėjai Mintis į priekį gena tinka.
Čia galvą naudot privaloma, Strategija – apgalvota.
O futbolo aikštėje, žiūrėk. Kova verda beprotiška!
Kamu
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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]