i heard a tale about someone i know some pages failed the test of time i fill them in with something nice and i get lost completely
i know the way the ending goes it's written vague but even so it comes to life and always steals the show
i've seen the man, that silhouette he comes through with a strut his eyes are closed, his mind is numb so he goes with his gut
it's a tradeoff but i know it works it works just like it fails it conjures up that presence one that acts under a veil
he's wild, but he's supposed to be he's shaking with the earth he's honest and assertive and he knows just what he's worth
i sometimes see myself in him i know just what he sees what's right there in the moment not the moment as it leaves
so keep him close while he's around one night is all he'll last come morning, he's that silhouette that's smudged into the pastTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.