Tekst:
Drugi Todas Las Cosas

Somebody told me sadness makes a space Inside your soul where wisdom takes its place Somebody told me not to waste my turn Everything goes up someday

: Almighty God, my Redeemer, my Hiding Place, my Safe Refuge, no other name like Jesus, no power can stand against You. My feet are planted on this

: Todas las cosas, todos los sitios todas las cosas. Acabaremos enrolados en un velero rumbo al norte Estamos condenados, a perseguir al aire. Salpicaremos

: Chorus: To want this. Of everything we've made. The times it's worked before. Of all the things we've said. Times that worked before today. Repeat

: Painting pictures of broken pasts, (putting one word over another) when colours never man, hopes and dreams in menageries, (never leaving a trace)

Somebody told me sadness makes a space Inside your soul where wisdom takes its place Somebody told me not to waste my turn Everything goes up someday

Todas las cosas, todos los sitios todas las cosas. Acabaremos enrolados en un velero rumbo al norte Estamos condenados, a perseguir al aire. Salpicaremos