I was met on the road by a face I once knew SHAPELESS was his frame and his colors were few We went out for a time but the sentence is in CLIMBING into the isle where the numbers begin
Go back down, don't touch the ground Go back down, don't touch the ground Go back down, don't touch the ground Go back down, don't touch the ground
I was met on the road by a face that was mine ECHOED chambers staked with diamonds from mines You can't never go home if you were never shown SPOTS on the isle bleed where the numbers are born
Go back down, don't touch the ground Go back down, don't touch the ground Go back down, don't touch the ground Go back down, don't touch the groundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
