Atmosphere - The Wind paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson The Wind - Atmosphere



The wind, that made the grain wave gently yesterday
Blows down the trees tomorrow
(The wind, that made the grain wave gently yesterday)
(Blows down the trees tomorrow)
(The wind, that made the grain wave gently yesterday)
(Blows down the trees tomorrow)
(The wind, that made the grain wave gently yesterday)
(Blows down the trees tomorrow)
(The wind, that made the grain wave gently yesterday)
(Blows down the trees tomorrow)
It's nothing, it's only a little wind
A distinct, somewhat discrete approach to the maze
Come on, keep up the pace, you've already won the race
Cute baby hamster, let's try to make him run in place
Look at the wounds, it's destined to die soon
And the way I see it, we're obligated to eat it
So treat it, with grins, while it's standing on its last limbs
Feed it and fatten it up for when the feast begins
I drew the blueprints out on the sidewalk with chalk
So when the rain starts, they won't be able to read our plans
And I'm compiling a list of demands
So let me get a show of fists and hands
To see who's down with the program
Party over here, free love, free truth, free care, carefree
Bring your whole crew affair
Freedom of speech and thought, scot-free, free your mind
Forgot to pack a spine? Feel free to borrow mine
I'll be the thorn in the side of drama, comma
It's cool, cuz we died with honor, comma
Don't worry, honey, I ain't gonna hurt you
I'm just trying to strip you of your pride
And your gear
And your virtue
(It's not clear, proceed with caution)
(Cuz fear, is no longer an option)
And maybe, and maybe my issues, are not your issues
But everyone has to sleep and everybody carries weight
You can't escape regret, but you might regret escape
If you close your eyes and held it, would you recognize the shape?
Regardless, give my regards to the inner child
That managed to break free from the confines of this skull-sized cell
The taming of the shrew, the high hopes fell
The shaming of the true made your own private hell
And maybe I'm not here for you to listen to
And maybe I'm not here to steer you, to share my vision
Maybe drop a hint or two, maybe a few opinions
Maybe learn from you by watching you and studying your positions
The mission started off as nothing but better living
Instead of giving truth, better living was found
Through keeping secrets
Enlist me as a grunt, spreading the message of funk
Lettin' the rest of the spunk clog their veins with that junk
(All limp, swingin' like the willows in the wind)
(Movin' like the mountains when Armageddon begins)
Vampires, you're all a bunch of demons
When you talk I close my eyes, it sounds like you're screamin'
(It's not clear, proceed with caution)
(Cuz fear, is no longer an option)
And I no longer have the patience to deal with most of these patients
Ignore the preferences irrelevant to they favorites
I look for love and I identify deceit
Within the facial structure of every human being I meet
I can smell your contempt when you enter the chamber
So I act apprehensive and pretend that there's danger
As I watch from the tower, everyone looks like ants
They all scramble to be, appears as if that they dance
Well, for all of y'all
Keepin' y'all in hell
I'm only trying to help
Peace out to one's self
And if I did have a car, I would speed down the road
Until I reached my goal, until my engine explodes
(The glass was half full, so I drank it)
(And I got impatient and anxious while I was waiting for the raffle)
(And when they drew the number, it pulled me under)
(Cuz I was sitting on the seven, which had never made the entrance)
(The glass was half full, so I drank it)
(And I got impatient and anxious while I was waiting for the raffle)
(And when they drew the number, it pulled me under)
(Cuz I was sitting on the seven, which had never made the entrance)
(It's not clear, proceed with caution)
(Cuz fear, is no longer an option)
(It's not clear, proceed with caution)
(Cuz fear, is no longer an option)
(The wind, that made the grain wave gently yesterday)
(Blows down the trees tomorrow)
(The wind, that made the grain wave gently yesterday)
(Blows down the trees tomorrow)
(The wind, that made the grain wave gently yesterday)
(Blows down the trees tomorrow)
(The wind, that made the grain wave gently yesterday)
(Blows down the trees tomorrow)
(The wind, that made the grain wave gently yesterday)
(Blows down the trees tomorrow)
(The wind, that made the grain wave gently yesterday)
(Blows down the trees tomorrow)
(The wind, that made the grain wave gently yesterday)
(Blows down the trees tomorrow)




Atmosphere - Sad Clown Bad Dub II




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