Songtexte On Most Surfaces - The Gathering
The
frost
hits
me
in
the
eye
And
wakes
me
And
wakes
me
These
are
blury
winters
And
I
cannot
see
And
I
cannot
see
I
walk
into
the
white
light
of
the
snow
When
the
sun
comes
I
break
it
with
my
shadow
Which
tales
me
where
I
go
The
frost
hits
me
in
the
eye
And
wakes
me
And
wakes
me
I
am
the
snow
falling
down
on
you
I
tear
up
your
face
with
my
frost
And
make
you
run
to
somewhere
warm
When
I
come
I
see
you
get
away
I
burst
out
about
your
emptyness
The
frost
hits
me
in
the
eye
And
wakes
me
And
wakes
me
These
are
blury
winters
And
I
cannot
see
And
I
cannot
see
1 Leaves
2 Black Light District
3 Travel
4 Shortest Day
5 Walking Hour
6 In Between
7 Liberty Bell
8 Probably Built In the Fifties
9 Even the Spirits Are Afraid
10 Saturnine
11 Monsters
12 Alone
13 A Noise Severe
14 Third Chance
15 Eleanor
16 In Motion #I
17 Waking Hour
18 On Most Surfaces
19 Strange Machines
20 Adrenaline
21 Monsters
22 In Between
23 Liberty Bell
24 Even the Spirits Are Afraid
25 Alone
26 A Noise Severe
27 Leaves
28 Eleanor
29 In Motion, Pt. 1
30 Waking Hour
31 On Most Surfaces
32 Adrenaline
33 Third Chance
34 Black Light District
35 Travel
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