it's in our mind: nothing changes we drove far beyond the grids of the ancient coast which is haunted by the seeds of deep hopes they woke up this morning, and they'll grow fade in time fall asleep lay your head low and close your eyes they need it, they love it, machines of sleep there, these are the moments we shared, gone through places we've lost where no one else will ever reach such motions in time and emotions and tastes but caught by the haunted, not every word is coming right not all the noises are heard in their right phases these are the ghosts we fear, these are the ghost we fear, these are the ghosts we fear - the ones driving along our chariot these are the ghosts we fear - wheels and chairs, engines and tires windshields and mirrors, driving backwards - these are the ghosts we fear machines of sleep, mellow and silent, glowing in dotted white lines yeah, machines of sleepTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
