quinta-feira, junho 10, 2004
Tidal waves don´t beg forgiveness
Crashed and on their way
Father he enjoyed collisions
Others walked away
A snowflake falls in May
And the doors are open now
As the bells are ringing out
Cause the man of the hour is taking his final bow
Goodbye for now
Nature has its own religion
Gospel from the land
Father ruled by long division
Young men they pretend
Old men comprehend
And the sky breaks at dawn
Shedding light upon this town
They´ll all come 'round
Cause the man of the hour is taking his final bow
G`bye for now
And the road
The old man paved
The broken seams along the way
The rusted signs, left just for me
He was guiding me, love, his own way
Now the man of the hour is taking his final bow
As the curtain comes down
I feel that this is just g´bye for now.
posted by Luís Miguel Dias quinta-feira, junho 10, 2004
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