Текст (слова) песни: The Samples - Prophet Of Doom
How can I pretend there`s no end sitting in this boat All alone on the sea just something drifting by I always will remain somewhat grim about the future But here I can dream I`m floating by your house And the water turns to gras and disappearsSomewhere out in space there`s a tree With someone underneath seeking shade from their sun That I can`t even see, I`d like to see their face In alien moonlight but now all around, the sea begins to stir I`m reminded where I am they disappear A mile or two below solid ground is waiting for me now At least I will return to what I`m made of How can I pretend there`s no end sitting in this boat All alone and the sea will swallow me I always will believe we still have a future of some kind But now floating to your doorFloating to your door and the water turns to grass Floating to your door
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