Out west, The desert plains are restless. Wildflowers like fires Lighting up the sage brush.
Get used to this: The fleeting hours Out among the sandstone towers.
Who am I kidding? Anyone would kill to be here. I'm not a failure, I'm an ephemeral being. How are you living? Cut it with the sad feeling. You're not a failure, You're an ephemeral being.
Out west, You cannot miss the sunset. Purple sky for miles, Violet light forever.
Get used to this: Drifting of stars, Fireworks of flame and flowers.
Who am I kidding? Anyone would kill to be here. I'm not a failure, I'm an ephemeral being. How are you living? Cut it with the sad feeling. You're not a failure, You're an ephemeral being.
Walking on the ridge-line, Seeing every moment passing by: I'm ephemeral feeling. I'm ephemeral.
Who am I kidding? Anyone would kill to be here. I'm not a failure, I'm an ephemeral being. How are you living? Cut it with the sad feeling. You're not a failure, You're an ephemeral beingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
