That boy is gone Sometimes i miss the way he wept at night To be still and not run To be rocked to sleep in your light These days there is not much that
I hear them building casinos A few miles from my own house I think I'll take all my money And see if I can figure it out So I sold my guitar It's no
: Moscow's still red The young man's dead Gone to heaven instead The evening news Says he was confused The motorways will all merge soon Lottery winner
Got a feeling Somebody's up there pulling the strings We're not on our own Do you see it? It's just like watching gravity fall And you don't know how
Moscow's still red The young man's dead Gone to heaven instead The evening news Says he was confused The motorways will all merge soon Lottery winner
Think, think, think You think about it Think, think, think You think about it Watch this ??? radiation from the flamin' hot sun Known as Hieroglyphics
Non restare chiuso qui pensiero, riempiti di sole e vai nel cielo, cerca la sua casa e poi sul muro scrivi tutto cio che sai, che e vero, che e vero
Lei entro, sulle scale qualcuno guardo i suoi strani vestiti appoggio le spalle alla porta dicendo: con lui ci siamo lasciati osservai due occhi
