paroles de chanson Running out of Warnings - Icicle

RUNNING OUT OF WARNINGS

Time has come to get past the clock
Stop all the senseless talk
Head on
Look away from the consequence
Under a false pretense
No more

I'm running out of warnings
The other side is calling me
Isn't it ironic?
I get to meet my maker

She is like the morning
Radiant and glowing
Reaching out to draw me
Away from all this make-up

Future plans and present signs
Are like looking back in time
In the end
Just the way when reaching out
Means reaching deep inside
To repent

Truth that's told with bad intent
Beats all lies you can invent
Like elixir it heals
My body and soul

And as I come to terms with this
I emerge from the abyss
And my spirit enfolds me
To carry me home

I'm running out of warnings
The other side is calling me
Isn't it ironic?
I get to meet my maker

She is like the morning
Radiant and glowing
Reaching out to draw me in
Away from all this make-up

I'm running out of warnings
The other side is calling me
Isn't it ironic?
I get to meet my maker

She is like the morning
Radiant and glowing
Reaching out to draw me in
Away from all this make-up