The Cure polok

FOG
And the further I get
From the things that I care about
The less I care about
How much further away I get

Dream yourself awake he calls
Adonais


Further we go
And older we grow
The more we know
The less we show
Primary


Where this ends
Who I am
Why I'm keeping this going
Keep pourin' it down


Something small falls out of your mouth and we laugh
A prayer for something better


I touched her eyes, pressed my stained face
I will never be clean again




***
I must fight this sickness
Find a cure
I must fight this sickness
***

Az ahogy ezt követi a Plainsong ("See you in seven years")!!
hát az mi.


Everyone turned over
trouble in the dreams again