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Лирика : Poverty's No Crime : Slave To The Mind : The Distant Call
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The Distant Call
Slave To The Mind (1999)
Poverty's No Crime
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8 февраля 10, 22:00
I have seen a thousand dreams
believe me they were real
I have touched the skys in foreign lands
It seemed as if they were friends of mine
Do they belong to me ?
I made my days with hands embraced
While shadows cover the way I go
To get the choice to choose my place
Reminds me of what my father said :
"You don`t belong to me"
Do I belong somewhere at all ?
How many roads how many dreams
Led into the night ?
It`s getting so hard to find!
End of a mile - the start of a new
No one is immune
To the longing for other lands
It`s an odyssey it`s my own desire
Do I have roots to return to ?
Certain skys and secret ways
All the things we don`t understand
We waste our lives and sell our dreams
but were we do belong I don`t know
Do they belong to me ?
How many roads how many dreams
Led into the night ?
It`s getting so hard to find!
End of a mile - the start of a new
No one is immune
To the longing for other lands
It`s an odyssey it`s my own desire
Tell me where I do belong ...
How many roads how many dreams
Discover the truth and bury the lies
It`s not the same to be where your roots are
Or just anywhere
believe me they were real
I have touched the skys in foreign lands
It seemed as if they were friends of mine
Do they belong to me ?
I made my days with hands embraced
While shadows cover the way I go
To get the choice to choose my place
Reminds me of what my father said :
"You don`t belong to me"
Do I belong somewhere at all ?
How many roads how many dreams
Led into the night ?
It`s getting so hard to find!
End of a mile - the start of a new
No one is immune
To the longing for other lands
It`s an odyssey it`s my own desire
Do I have roots to return to ?
Certain skys and secret ways
All the things we don`t understand
We waste our lives and sell our dreams
but were we do belong I don`t know
Do they belong to me ?
How many roads how many dreams
Led into the night ?
It`s getting so hard to find!
End of a mile - the start of a new
No one is immune
To the longing for other lands
It`s an odyssey it`s my own desire
Tell me where I do belong ...
How many roads how many dreams
Discover the truth and bury the lies
It`s not the same to be where your roots are
Or just anywhere
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