Tekst :
Suddenly something I m not
You re something that you bought
Was it something I said, my friend
A little girl are you tripping on this
Are you tripping all over it
You better come up for air
Story about a girl
My
Story about the world
My
And are you waking up slowly
You re nothing but lonely
Are you waking up holding
Holding your breath
And are you looking for something
I promised you one thing
I promise I ll always
Always be
There
Baby girl, stand up and fight
This is not some paradise
Oh it s just where we live
And finally you think you re alright
And that it eats you up alive
You better get used to it
Story about a girl
My
Story about the world
My
And are you waking up slowly
You re nothing but lonely
Are you waking up holding
Holding your breath
And are you looking for something
I promised you one thing
I promise I ll always
Always be there
With all my faith
And all my heart
And all those simple things you are
I know
It s stuck inside your head
You re alone
You better get used to it
And I know
The feeling has to end
You re strong
It sucks you in again
And you re lost
You can t make any sense
This world
It tears you limb from limb
And hold on
You re nothing but the best
And are you waking up slowly
You re nothing but lonely
Are you waking up holding
Holding your breath
Are you looking for something
I promised you one thing
I promise I ll always
Always be there
With all my faith
And all my heart
And all those simple things you are
With all my faith
And all my heart
And all those simple things you areTekst :
It was seven in the morning when the spark
Began to give. the bath was spilling over, my
Self pity spilling with it, so i, i fled the country
To start it all again and found myself in paris in
The cemetery rain.
Dear anne came to me and took me by the arm
Showed me old disasters embedded in the palm
Warned me of a lady with the sun behind her head.
With a a granite neck, a singer who can never sing
Again. but you, my love:
You must come, come to joy, turn your head to the sun
Its down to you, you can shine, you can shake all the
Sorrow from your palm.. its down to you if you dare
To come to joy.
What was it i ran from, what burnt away inside?
Four hundred schoolboys and a lawyer at my side
Always running with these legs going nowhere
A ghost in the system, and angel on the stairs...
But oh! this time....
I shall turn, turn my head to the sun..
They are marching out of me.. one by one
Walking free. oh! theyre going out of....
Oh! i can feel it moving, this time i m really moving.
Are you ready to come, come to joy well its really down to
You if you dare to enjoy... its down to you... hold the key
In your hands.. it s all in the palm of your hands.
Tekst :
Chissà chissà
La nave passerà
Chissà se là
Qualcuno salirà
Laggiù laggiù
Nell indaco laggiù
Foschia foschia
Enigma e fantasia...
Laggiù laggiù
Sono persone o sono sogni
Sì laggiù!
O sono dei pensieri spersi
Nella grande oscurità
Chissà chissà
Le stelle, le città
Foschia foschia
Enigma o fantasia
Chissà chissà
Il mare è antico
E parla antico, parlerà...
Parole greche sconosciute,
Sprofondate verità.
Chissà chissà
La nave passerà
Chissà se là
Qualcuno salirà