- Жанр
- Хард-рок
- Лицензия
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- Альбом
- L.D.S.
- Студия
- Дома
- Текст
- Moments are running through my fingers,
Finding home in memories.
Memories are building my future
That does not belong to me.
Death lives in tomorrow's temple,
Drinks wine of my common sins,
Death is only moment of life,
Life is just moment of me.
I am playing with time,
And avoiding the line,
That is singing my own song to me.
Time is painting my life
Into earth sun and sky,
But it is not a picture of me.
I can see horizons are changing,
But something still remains the same.
Killer on the road is waiting,
Waiting for sunny day.
Scars of feelings vanish in time,
And turn into the thoughts and deeds,
Everything is only horizon
Of the eternity.
I am playing with time,
And avoiding the line,
That is singing my own song to me.
Time is painting my life
Into earth sun and sky,
But it is not a picture of me.
Have you?
Have you sung before?
Something like this song?