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Someday Is Now

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 13.11.2012

Blood rains down across the tundra
Ice flows through my veins
As my life drains
Northern bound, my dogs are dying
But I still know
That nothing is impossible

I can feel I'm getting stronger, the longer
I'm pushed to the limit
Said I'd do it someday
Someday is now
When I see the world around me receding
No time for bleeding
Show the world how
Someday is now

Eight steps till I reach the summit
My line breaks and I fall down
The rocky terrain
My bones are broken into pieces
My mind can't wait
To get up and do it again

I can feel I'm getting stronger, the longer
I'm pushed to the limit
Said I'd do it someday
Someday is now
When I see the the sun is shining, I'm flying
There's no time for crying
I'm gonna win someday

No turning back, no more yesterdays
I just won't get lost in the haze
All my tomorrows, no sadness, no sorrow
Watch out for the rest of my days

Stronger, the longer
I'm pushed to the limit
Said I'd do it someday
Someday is now
When I see the the sun is shining, I'm flying
There's no room for crying
I'm gonna win some way
Someday is now


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