Can't say you have it 'til you know what you find
To get it right and to make it in time
It's down to myself and my friends help me along
It's not what you say it's the feeling that's the song
It's strange, it seems
I hadn't felt it
'Til I got home
I drove right back to the place again
I said listen; way back to the bone
I'm coming home
This time I was open, this time I was greased
And make some suggestions and call out my peace
I've got to keep movin', keep movin' along
It's not what you say it's the feeling that's the song
It's strange, it seems
I hadn't felt it
'Til I got home
I drove right back to the place again
I said listen; way back to the bone
I'm coming home
Well, well, oh well
Well, well, you know darn well
Can't say you have it 'til you know what you find
To get it right and to make it in time
It's down to myself and my friends help me along
It's not what you say it's the feeling that's the song
It's strange, it seems
I hadn't felt it
'Til I got home
I drove right back to the place again
I said listen; way back to the bone
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
Coming home
I'm coming home
You'd better get ready
You'd better get ready, yeah, yeah
You don't forget to bring it
You don't forget to bring it
Say, you don't forget to bring it
Whooo
Go boy, don't forget
Oooh yeah
klausant Ulver. Įdomu tai, kad Death beveik išimtinai klausausi vasarą, labai retai kitu metų laiku. Bet kuo Death man tokie vasariški, aš niekaip nepaaiškinčiau
Man tai Opeth visada puikiai eina. Apskritai galvojau, kad turiu kažkokias muzikines preferencijas pagal dienos orą ar metų laikus, bet turbūt tai tik saviįtaiga. Galvodavau, kad Ulver man yra visiška žiemos muzika, bet ne vieną vasarą esu save pagavęs