It looks a dream, I could conquer it The soft hills and shores, beguiled and silent lights
It looks a dream and smells the same I could conquer it and still feel sane The soft hills and shores, beguiled and silent lights The sun waits softly, we talk a lot Too much to say, we're still too proud
It looks a dream and feels the same I could conquer it and still feel sane It looks a dream and smells the same I submit to it and still feel sane I submit to it and still feel sane
The people best are simple here And thought escapes me, no judge, no fear No burning fear, their eyes don't pierce Slowly worked, smoke ringed arms It's too hot to mention, slow worked Slow smoked arms, luck turned an ear
I shout to time that nothing stays Nothing lasts and damn to change Though then I read a book a line Which says we sleep in blind sublime
Deaf and dumb in human lands To break and free needs different hands To pull us to a different space Where things are wider, out of place
It looks a dream and smells the same I could conquer it and still feel sane
It looks a dream and smells the same I'd submit to it and still feel sane I'd submit to it and still feel sane I'd submit to it and still feel saneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
