Из альбома: Octave
Shadows of night falling over my head,
People walking,
Passing me by,
Shadows of dreams falling out of the blue.
People talking:
What can I do?
Where do I go from here?
Where do I go from here?
I could give you any dream and watch it grow.
I could take you for a ride but you would know.
I could tell you every answer that I know.
It wouldn't be much, tho',
It wouldn't be anything you didn't know
But
Survival.
Nothing more than survial.
Shadows of days hanging endless in time,
Slowly fading,
Passing us by.
Shadows of worlds disappearing from view,
People asking:
What could we do?
Where do I go from here?
Where do I go from here?
If I gave you every dream would they grow?
If I took you for a ride would you know?
If I told you every answer that I know
It wouldn't be much, tho',
It wouldn't be anything you didn't know.
But
Survival.
In you, love, I have all that
I need for
Survival.
With you, love, I have all that
I need for
Survival.
With our love, we have all that
We need for
Survival.