Floyd

De Somuse le 02/04/2008 (1 visite depuis 7 jours)

White is the room
And black is the dream
Under the bed my shoes
Over my head the clouds
White windows and small doors
Your picture is on the wall
My hand is empty

Red are my eyes
And blue is the sky
Away from me my family
Next to me an old lady
Red lights and strange smells
Can you turn off the television
Now let me sleep

JUST ONE MORE NIGHT
TO SHOW THAT I WAS
JUST ONE MORE DAY
TO SAY THAT I WILL BE
IM NOT AFRAID TO DISAPPEAR
BUT I WANT TO BELIEVE

Green are the trees
And pink were your lips
For you its too early
But for me its so late
Hard days and long nights
Bad trips and dark fears
We need to talk
Are you listening to me