Flashes and curved air I can't trust my eyes The things that I'm seeing Look like lies The wind has shoulders Pushing me aside The sky is a cavern open wide
I thought I was leaving I got no time for that It's too strange here to be serious Too rocky to be flat Too serious to be calm So moderate and white I heard, "inside the fence, you're alright"
If I could get some traction here A little solid ground A piece of working action here I might get found Might get found
I remember silence The moment that I knew All the air turning solid Curved and blue Throwing us across the road Into that rigid wall I woke up in the dark Across the hall
If I could get some traction here A little solid ground A piece of working action here I might get found Might get foundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
