Am I too old for you? A bit too cold, black and blue And is there hope? Like Waterloo ...
And is there love Inside us? A distant drug To guide us Through the great big flood of palm trees ...
“Nothing's lost” Said Lao-Tzu Big concrete blocks Between avenues And I'm only half-lost And got a decent view
Lift my head up a thousand times A big black giant weight strapped around my mind Easy .. come walk with me Ripped up my diary so no-one finds Writing this future letter with the blood we signed Freely ... oh walk with me History books the poets and the worms inscribed...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
