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Cradle Song
Hey you, that are running on my road You seem tired just like me but I'm steering far from home It's time to leave it's time to reach my goal It's time to write the story of a man left on his own Nothing left in his pockets but his anger He sold his soul to God for an old Fender Laughing, crying, playing, singing Walking, running, trying dreaming And now that all my dreams are up I sell my heart for money But if I'll fall I won't give up Seeking for a feeling And the words that could repeat it Seeking a refrain could make the people singing Na, na, na... Young singer, old singer With callus on your picking fingers You just cannot listen To mermaids and all of thier whispering I'm gazing all the young old pupils of my past 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 The buried ghost of youth seems just to be right back Rumours seem to reborn room seems to be load It's time to wear the dress that it's covered up with dust I'm reading the book of the memories of my eyes But nothing seems to be there, slippery tonight Same old faces, same old voices Same old dreams and no more choices And now that all my dreams are up I sell my heart for money But if I'll fall I won't give up Sitting on a chair in the middle of my head Looking all around me, nobody just round here Shadows dancing, eyes are winking Blind men staring, deafs are listening Trying to keep the pace to the door out of this place Carrying up a glass from my fingers to my face This is not a rebel song This is just a cradle song
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