Из альбома: Tiger, My Friend

Give me back my album

The shapes change though we're always the same


Season bleeds on season

Somewhere you slip

That is the way, that is the way



What would I do without you

A waste of time after all that we took

Don't make me a chapter

I want to be

The whole of the book, whole of the book



No one's going anywhere

If we did, we'd only tear

Keep on rolling over

Again

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