Idioma Origen:
The mind is grey,... like the city
Packing in and overgrown
Love is deep,... dig it out
Standing in a hole alone
Working for something,.. that we can never hold
A place in the clouds.
Your place to hide oh my oh
I´m flying away, away
I´m driving away, away
The TV, she talks to me
Breaking news and building walls
Selling us, what I dont need
Didn´t know soap made you taller
So I´m riding away, away
Hiding away, away
So much talk it makes no sense at all
So I´m flying away, away
Driving away, away
Passing old friends I don´t miss at all
It doesn´t hurt,.. when I bleed
BUt memories they eat me
I´ve seen it all before,..
Bring it on cause I´m no victim
Dying
Dying
Idioma Destino:
The mind is grey,... like the city
Packing in and overgrown
Love is deep,... dig it out
Standing in a hole alone
Working for something,.. that we can never hold
A place in the clouds.
Your place to hide oh my oh
I´m flying away, away
I´m driving away, away
The TV, she talks to me
Breaking news and building walls
Selling us, what I dont need
Didn´t know soap made you taller
So I´m riding away, away
Hiding away, away
So much talk it makes no sense at all
So I´m flying away, away
Driving away, away
Passing old friends I don´t miss at all
It doesn´t hurt,.. when I bleed
BUt memories they eat me
I´ve seen it all before,..
Bring it on cause I´m no victim
Dying
Dying