This thing confuses us It fits no theory: If it is not hallucination, what does that mean?
What will happen when the day becomes the last Will there be sun overhead or shadows overcast? I don't know what will be left to say but I'll still have confessions to make
I'm beginning to fail as a human Cannot feign interest in anything in sight I look at sunsets and the moon in the sky I need something real to occupy my mind
Time is foreboding and the end seems so near Even the amused pessimist must fear When I am obsolete and all is through, Will I think of nothingness or will I think of you
That wicked moon is up again And I feel someone forcing my hand Lying in the dirt to die Will music untune the sky?
A fire burning in the rain, it will stand there without a flame Lying in the dirt to die Music will untune the sky
Some I regret but I can't forget Moments outside of time that we had Reaching back to those waters, you eclipsed just bit of the bitterness
All my force it has been spent and I know I'll die without a friend Lying in the dirt to die Music will untune the sky!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
