Текст (слова) песни: Don Johnson Big Band - Broken Daylight

It`s like that black star track, i`m feeling their beat
Some cities have a tendency to breath in their sleep
Heeding their weak warning, i lift my hands high
Feel a tiny drop of water turn into a landslide
I can`t spy, or see you in the dark
In my night vision every light can be like a spark
Heavy like the park at four in the morning
We`re cooking up some noodles `til the day begins dawning
And feel it warming in my sore muscle torment
Like all men i stand tall when called into armour
Eight months of bone breaking fall-winter drama
Hold strong, nose warm, go storm through the harbour
I AM the only voice of the city
My vicinity is pinning me against a brick wall
Silly me, i really thought i could have had it all
Roll a paper, cries vaporise, hence the quick fall

It`s on, the sound of your voice in them brown eyes borders on
A light dream, i strike three matches by the window
Fall back on the white sheet and feel the wind blow warm
Getting stronger as you climb in your space suit
A five minute race through time, and it takes you where?
The lonely streets in the soft august air
I`ve seen the hardest stare from a street artist`s lair
When the time to depart is near, the station is empty
The tracks are warm and i keep pacing them gently
On my blue train of thought to the valley of deep breath
Only a week left, and i tried to keep it secret
But the city got a grip on me, i`m no longer alone
Feeling weak in my body and strong in my soul
Long as i hold this thought, i can never fall over
All this time and no time to get older

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