Idioma Origen:
My thoughts are a battlefield of sub-surreal and unfamiliar
Dropping hallucinogens to find serene with oak and cedar
With all that fell in our laps
You'd think that peace would come and find us
I struggle to see a point of searching for the walls beside us
There's fickle roads that fade
To paths of sage and signs delivered
Smoking grass to find our facts while hopes decay and wither
I'll take out my lighter to see in dull and dark juniper evenings
I'll burn the field to yield a sign of biblical proportion
Your friends are all waiting
Your friends are all waiting for you, love
Your friends are all waiting
Your friends are all waiting for you, love
I'm not staying anymore
I'm two steps in and two steps over it
I've had my time in present tense
I'm taking vacations where vacancy's permanent
I'll find the inner tranquil there
I hear you've seen her over the mountain
But I'm not standing anymore
I'll vacate my body and find a direction
I'll vacate my body and find a direction
Your friends are all waiting
Your friends are all waiting for you, love
Your friends are all waiting
Your friends are all waiting for you, love
Ba-bah you said you wanted to
Ba-bah you're finally coming to
Ba-bah you said you wanted to
Ba-bah you're finally coming to
Ba-bah you said you wanted to
Ba-bah you're finally coming to
Ba-bah you said you wanted to
Ba-bah you're finally coming to
Ba-bah you said you wanted to
Ba-bah you're finally coming to
Ba-bah you said you wanted to
Ba-bah you're finally coming to
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Idioma Destino:
My thoughts are a battlefield of sub-surreal and unfamiliar
Dropping hallucinogens to find serene with oak and cedar
With all that fell in our laps
You'd think that peace would come and find us
I struggle to see a point of searching for the walls beside us
There's fickle roads that fade
To paths of sage and signs delivered
Smoking grass to find our facts while hopes decay and wither
I'll take out my lighter to see in dull and dark juniper evenings
I'll burn the field to yield a sign of biblical proportion
Your friends are all waiting
Your friends are all waiting for you, love
Your friends are all waiting
Your friends are all waiting for you, love
I'm not staying anymore
I'm two steps in and two steps over it
I've had my time in present tense
I'm taking vacations where vacancy's permanent
I'll find the inner tranquil there
I hear you've seen her over the mountain
But I'm not standing anymore
I'll vacate my body and find a direction
I'll vacate my body and find a direction
Your friends are all waiting
Your friends are all waiting for you, love
Your friends are all waiting
Your friends are all waiting for you, love
Ba-bah you said you wanted to
Ba-bah you're finally coming to
Ba-bah you said you wanted to
Ba-bah you're finally coming to
Ba-bah you said you wanted to
Ba-bah you're finally coming to
Ba-bah you said you wanted to
Ba-bah you're finally coming to
Ba-bah you said you wanted to
Ba-bah you're finally coming to
Ba-bah you said you wanted to
Ba-bah you're finally coming to
fuente: musica.com