Open skies where money flies Tomorrow's calling Time to change Not keep repeating Wonder Why? . . .
Seems like life is safe as houses Then there comes a storm How will we all manage to stay warm? So hard to be free To be you, to be me . . .
Must we dream Of fading screens Without a warning?
Too many ayatollahs They weigh our fates in dollars Expecting grace to follow soon Then the moon In their hands
So many foodies grazing Their consciousness wants braising Well they promise heaven But the give us hell
Open skies and love's demise Tomorrow's calling Time to change The tape loop singing Pigs can fry . . .
Seems the sea is safe as milk Then sudden angry skies How will we all manage to stay dry? So hard to be free To be you, to be me
Must we dream of fading screens Without a license
When the walls come tumbling down I still love . . .
Open skies where money flies Tomorrow's calling time . . .Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
