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So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?

How i wish, how i wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year.
Running over the same old ground. What have we found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.


* писалось по памяти, прошу прощения за ошибки, если таковые присутствуют...

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be_versus
Sep. 9th, 2004 11:01 am (UTC)
Да-да, спойте же что-нибудь наконец, а то сил уже нет никаких одни лириксы в ЖЖ читать — хочется ЗВУКА!!!!!!11 =)))
tanyu_chan
Sep. 9th, 2004 12:11 pm (UTC)
мне гитары не хватает! *чуть не плачет* мало того, что я уже всех достала подобными фразами, так ещё и сама огорчаюсь всё время... эх...

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