Under the overpass Way out in Fairlee they were saying I'm convinced
The city has its cards A fuel-less fire will always fade Keep your hands warm
Lock all the shutters when the wind returns Brought with it are convictions considered arguable It turns In time Reflects Your eyes
Beyond the critical Beyond the highway is not safe Cars move slow here
Against the backdrop fades An insulated formless shape Falling snow builds
There is a bare light that could catch your eyes Had the whole place on its feet reconsider what is valuable It turns In time Reflects The light
In a derailment Article claiming That you're not fit and you don't have Names not worth naming
And there is something Right in the center You see yourself and you don't know At least you got mentionedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
