Из альбома: Pushin’ Against a Stone
Bleeding blazing hot
Hot as the sun
Fortune teller told a tale
Of things to be done
Been pushin´ my weight up against a stone
And I believe to my soul it´s time to move on
There you go, there you go
Try to fill, all the space
In your hollow hearted soul
Carry on, carry on
Try to fill, all the space
Pushin´ up against the stone
Dealin´ on the devils´ dime
And other people´s time
Patient preacher told a tale of souls lost to be won
With all of the glory
With all of the fame
At the deepest shade
It´s all colored the same
There you go, there you go
Try to fill, all the space
In your hollow hearted soul
Carry on, carry on
Try to fill, all the space
Pushin´ up against the stone
Carry on, carry on
Try to fill, all the space
Pushin´ up against the stone
(Merci à naonie pour cettes paroles)