We`ve bid our time All patience claimed Content with nothing Our lives lived not in vain Not in vain It`s calling - It`s calling I fear the hold as met
It's not right Wise up - and I'll tell you what I see Your life - as complex as can be People in the streets are runnin' from the police It's not right
The truth is you know I'm having a moment right now Where everything makes sense. Well, I think some feeling from this sliding, smooth guitar would shred
Wanna fight for justice, this is what you get! Fucked up trouble with corrupt society! Your mind gets fucked, you feel the pain! You fought for the sun
Prijevod: Početkom studenog. Istina je.
Prijevod: Istina Boli. Jedan na jedan.
: We've bid our time All patience claimed Content with nothing Our lives lived not in vain Not in vain It's calling - It's calling I fear the hold as
(Lyrics: Gold / Music: Gold-Bloss) This is our place In the free and open air Under starry skies By the endless sea In an endless chain We are locked
I've been away from home More than I care to remember Kept your memory alive Those days of last September Those days are gone The nights are long And
We've bid our time All patience claimed Content with nothing Our lives lived not in vain Not in vain It's calling - It's calling I fear the hold as
Woke up it was the last day of the year People all around acting pretty weird Living off of memories and recalling their regrets Remembering the good