the eye of a single storm it has your gaze like i recall from the olden days why not love this rain, but it's how you feel after all, after all
like lightning striking ground i'll name this flood, and paint the town with the things i've found why not wait for rain, you'll know its real after all,
i can do what i did; i'll fall asleep for islands
we burned up all the colors, made sure they got our names drowning just like sailors, learning how to breathe and all our older brothers took their notes from the shore shaking their umbrellas under the building roarTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
