No cloud, a sleepy calm Sunbaked earth that's cooled by gentle breeze And trees with rustling leaves Only endless days without a care Nothing must be done
Silent as a day can be Far off sounds of others on their chosen run As they do all those things they feel give life some meaning Even if they're dull
Time to stop this dreaming, must rejoin the real world As revealed by orange lights and a smoky atmosphere
The trees and I are shaken by the same winds but whereas The trees will lose their withered leaves I just can't seem to let them loose And they can't refresh me those hot winds of the south Feel like an alien, a stranger in an alien place
Now the light id fading fast Chances slip away, a time will come to pass When there'll be none Then addicted to a perfumed poison Betrayed by its aftertaste We shall lose the wonder and find nothing in return Many are the substitutes but they're powerless an their own
Beware the fisherman who's casting out his line Into a dried up river bed But don't try to tell him cos he won't believe you Throw some bread to the ducks instead, it's easier that way Feel like an alien, a stranger in an alien placeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
