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Madman At The Screens

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 13.07.2012

Take a table
In the evening
By the water side

Lonely eyes watch
As the moon shines
Down a silver tide

Looking out from this position
Are things what they seem?

It's been spreading out from
One decision
Into this bad dream

Out on the shoreline (shoreline)
Someone is waiting (waiting)
The wind that was falling is rising again

I hear the voices (voices)
I hear them calling (calling)
Every song was
Singing in the rain

Sailor
Sailor beware
There are storm clouds
You must take care

Easy
Bring her around
Or the night will
Run you aground

I know...

In the ceiling
Over our heads
Fans and moving air
Spinning out the
Hours of darkness
Warning sounds somewhere

Out on the shoreline (shoreline)
Someone is waiting (waiting)
The wind that was falling is rising again
I hear the voices (voices)
I hear them calling (calling)
Every song was
Singing in the rain

Sailor
Sailor beware
There are storm clouds
You must take care

Easy
Bring her around
Or the night will
Run you aground

Morning
Here in the air
When you feel it
Know that you're there

Playing God
Behind the scenes a
Madman at the screens

Playing God
Behind the scenes a
Madman at the screens

Playing God
Behind the scenes a
Madman at the screens

Dreaming....
Feeling the air....
Dreaming....
Seeing you there....


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