Finally you've done the endless thoughts Believe that every step is guiding homewards But all of your endeavours have become To an worthless word Unsaid for long
And you creep and crawl On your barren soil You 've been caught In your own sowed spore
And so deep you are At your dreary shores There is nothing to glean In a lonesome dream
Now you're standing right upright ashore Proud of your work you have done before blinded by the irony you swore To an worthless word Unsaid for longTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.