quarta-feira, dezembro 15, 2004

Crumble

Há sempre momentos assim....



crumble down the hall and i follow
crumble down the line of the sorrow
crumble down that dark path again;

crumble down with ur heart in ur hand
crumble down with ur feet on the air
crumble down once more
when u feel yourself inside out

walls is what u see
on a path that was never shown to u
walls is what u see

on a world always odd to u

rage is here again
(it ever left u)
rage is here again
let it be...
let it be...
let it be...

crumble down to nowhere land
where the love shines in a magnific sun,
with a blinding bright light,
that warms u up like this shooting gun!