Lyrics:
the book, by the man
Command the guillotine to strike
Backs to the wall, we have failed
When did we become so wrong
An empty hand, a broken sail
We defend
All night
Sail the seven seas with me
Sit back and let the boats stride by
When I
Break tide
I find
My worries are fading
We'll be
Only
Salty
Found a passage in the tide
Caught by the sun
When a spiral sucked you down
Took you below
There's a portal in the sea
Sending you outward
Vanish
have everything figured out
Dancing to 22 by Taylor on my balcony
With my friends under the starry sky
But I've learned to let people sail or to let them
Przełom 80. i 90. lat
Dostaje coś co wnet wywraca cały mój świat na lewą stronę
Szare Commodore z magnetofonem
Dziś możesz sie śmiać lecz wtedy sam
Standing on the edge of something special
Seven ways that we could go
Were hanging on by a thread
And I Should tell ya
Six would really shed a load
We crawl, we walk, then we limp by the rules
Tiptoeing through life while we die
Here we are womb to tomb
At the helm of our own doom
Why the hell?
It's a magical affair
We are carried in the air
In our dreams
And they take us by the hand
To the place where they stand
In our dreams
It's a magical affair
We are carried in the air
In our dreams
And they take us by the hand
To the place where they stand
In our dreams
Launch the ships
The walls are closing in
Close our eyes
In the deepest darkness
Sail away, sail away to find them
Half a life, half a life
wasza pora
Bo nie da włożyć się Blu Raya do Commodore'a
Się cofnąłem znów by wystrzelić wprzód resorak
By widzieli już że rozpalą tłumy słowa
Grze szarej
dress
I must confess I'm getting depressed
Gotta get it off my chest where she would lay
If we ever have our day
Now she's passing by with him
I'll look
street life learnt from the best aight
I'm out for the shit that I do
Hit by the bend that I threw
Elbow like a pistol I whip that
Bust a hole in ya beamer
layin' in their piss
On the vomit floor
Drugs hurt more kids than the common core
Keep 'em in line I'ma commodore
When them dirtbagz pile through
Your
friend
Find the wind to fill my sails
Rise above the broken rails
Unbound by any ties that break or bend
I'm free, and don't you know?
No clown
Longing to sail on
Through the night to the stars
On until sunrise
Where the moon hides her tears
All through the years
If I could see
I saw the lights of the Commodore Barry
From the deck of the ghost of the flower street ferry
And I felt the shock of an atom bomb
When the tired old
masturbation
Satan's coroner, kiddies lock your door, it's the art of war
Spittin' horrorcore since Lionel Richie was a commodore
Its 'M' for Murder Hitchcock,
I
earth gonna shut me down
But if I had one drop of water
For each and every tear that I have cried
I'd sail back to her on an ocean of sorrow
True, true
are healed by the sea
That got me goin'
Without even knowin'
I packed right up and drove down
Now I'm on a roll
And I swear to my soul
Tonight I'm
the siren's song (Sail on)
But it's not where you belong
But it's not where you belong
(Sail on)
(Sail on)
Red sky by night
Sailor's delight
Red sky by
at the Cloudless sky
Don't let this day go by
Feel the heat, take your seat, time to Sail away through this sunny day
Leave all your worries
There is no hurry
Just
or three
I'm gonna be sail in blue gulf with my honey right by me
Sailing off in search of them tequila sunsets
Passing the time with one in my hand
Passing
I can tell by the way you're cut
You got beautiful reasons
They can tell by the way we rush
We're searching for feeling
You dress the best you know
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