06 August 2005

Tangible Myth

Hey tanginble myth
I find what you hide
I'm lost in your way

Workign all day
It's nice place your bed
I'm living your dreams
They just gettin' old

I wake up and smile
For been alive
I turn of tv
I turn on my soul

It's down at the moon
Isnt something behind
The outshined lands
They just gettin' old

Tangible myth
Some place accross clouds
When the future was done
When sun hides in sky
Blinded by dust
I pray for a rain

When fever gets dry
Shapping your thoughts
And rising your gods

I get born
They just gettin' old

Music on highlands
Roots trough the sky

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