The ground is moving fast beneath my feet,
you're an object on the horizon standing still.
An infinite amount of space between us all,
like an impossible puzzle to be solved.
you're an object on the horizon standing still.
An infinite amount of space between us all,
like an impossible puzzle to be solved.
Could i stop chasing you,
and would you stop running too?
You should slow down, and give me a chance,
Take my hand.
and would you stop running too?
You should slow down, and give me a chance,
Take my hand.
And its not like only god knows,
or things work out, just because you say so.
So light up the phoenix, and don't take me with you.
or things work out, just because you say so.
So light up the phoenix, and don't take me with you.
Of all other things being equal,
the simpler theory is easier to see trough.
But nothing in this world is the same,
and i've lost the ability to read your face.
the simpler theory is easier to see trough.
But nothing in this world is the same,
and i've lost the ability to read your face.
The ground feels firm beneath my face,
you're my definition, an horizon away.
And it's not like only god knows.
I guess i grew tired of looking at your halo.
you're my definition, an horizon away.
And it's not like only god knows.
I guess i grew tired of looking at your halo.
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Mamushka Rebels texty
- 1. Stalingrad
- 2. A Little Less Wasted
- 3. Not In My Design
- 4. In A Hundred Years
- 5. Achilles
- 6. All The Blank Faces