Vertaling: Kinya. Bles.
See the moon roll across the stars See the seasons turn like a heart Your father's days are lost to you This is your time here to do what you will do
Blood rains down across the tundra Ice flows through my veins As my life drains Northern bound, my dogs are dying But I still know That nothing is impossible
After tonight, there'll be no coming home soon No tears of regret, no smell of her perfume No more dancing feet to the beats that go boom While I watch
I am the son and the heir Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar I am the son and heir Of nothing in particular You shut your mouth, how dare you say
As logic stands you couldn't meet a man Who's from the future But logic broke as he appeared he spoke About the future We're not gonna make it He explained
Oh, the world is my expense It's the cost of my desire Jesus blessed me with it's future And I protect it with fire So raise your fists and march around
Don't think twice of me tonight And I will do the same Strange days have caught us once again I can see no mystery In what you have to say When you lie
I'm floating in a black balloon O.D. on Easter afternoon My mama told me, "Baby stay clean There's no in between" But all you ladies and you gentlemen
I am the son and the heir Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar I am the son and heir Of nothing in particular You shut your mouth, how can you say
You're my last breath You're a breath of fresh air to me Hi, I'm empty So tell me you care for me You're the first thing And the last thing on my mind
your time is up my time is now you cant see me my time is now its the franchise, boy im shin' now you cant see me my time is now in case you forgot
[John Cena] Your time is up my time is now You can't see me my time is now It's the franchise, boy I'm shining now You can't see me my time is now [
So you think you've done it all And you try so hard And you try to find so many things tonight (Tonight you have to face it now) And you thought that
A racing stampede, down in the valley The waves are horses made of mercury Our boat is shaking, wet timber aching Helter-skelter in the pouring rain The
It's all up to you now Find yourself in the moment Go directly to the voodoo Now the channel is open Lose your head, lose control You come on delicate
A stormy summer is rolling closer Lighting up this holy smoker And if this drinking could ease the thinking I toast to my home truth with this glass
