I'm waiting for my moment to come I'm waiting for the movie to begin I'm waiting for a revelation I'm waiting for someone to count me in 'Cause now I
Was it all in real time or was it just in my mind Or was I just a ghost passing through you? Clinging to the wreckage till I got the message Hanging at
I wish that I could be in the cellars of the sea And disappear in them never to be seen again Live this life, it's unrelenting appetite For feeding off
We are just the monkeys who fell out of the trees We are blisters on the earth And we are not the flowers We're the strangling weeds in the meadow And
I dreamed I was drowning in the river Thames I dreamed I had nothing at all, nothing but my own skin I dreamed I was drifting on a howling wind I dreamed
Now is the time of our comfort and plenty These are the days we've been working for Nothing can touch us and nothing can harm us And nothing goes wrong
In a pearl gray room One afternoon, one afternoon What are you gonna do? I hang on your words but there's nothing new You take a beautiful thing Pull
Like beautiful dawns, all made up and bright Radiant people in splintering light All moving at the speed of life reflecting in each others' eyes But you
the animals Who are you? What are you living for? Tooth for tooth, maybe we'll go one more This life is lived in perfect symmetry What I do, that will
Is this what you meant? Is this what you dreamed of When you were making your plans, shaking the dirt off? Do you feel like you and I belong? Oh Just
At the start of the news day the fires begin It words and in pictures but I'm not listening I'm not taking it in I'm gonna go to the country where nothing
the animals Who are you, what are you living for Tooth for tooth, maybe we'll go one more This life, is lived in perfect symmetry What I do, that will
ترجمة: كين. الكمال التناظر.
: Ooo Ooo I'm waiting For my moment to come I'm waiting For the movie to begin I'm waiting For a revelation I'm waiting for someone To count me in
: I dreamed I was drowning in the river Thames I dreamed I had nothing at all nothing but my own skin Slipped away from your open hand into the river
: In a pearl grey room one afternoon In one afternoon what are you going to do? I hang on your words but there\'s nothing new You took a beautiful thing
: Is this what you meant? Is this what you dreamed of? When you were making your plans, Shaking the dirt off? Do you feel like you and I belong? (oh
