paroles de chanson T.B.D. - LIVE

In the moment I was losing my head
Reading too much
And losing my head
And I was reaching forward
I was already there
Reading too much
And losing my head

This information caused a cut in the line
Now I′m remembering God and reading too much
It's so nice
The print is smaller than the ants in the grass
I′ll have to put it away now

In the morning there are things to be read
And words to be said, and food to be fed
But I won't be there
I'll be clutching on a megaphone
Pointed at my head

Could you be there, would you kindly
Scream this word for word so loud and clear
I can′t remember it all
It needs to be clear I tell you
If the feeling drops out of your voice
Would you kindly pick it up?

This is how I′ll go out tonight
Dressed in blue by the book tonight
This is how I'll go out tonight
But I don′t need a book

We're talking anchors, talking ships
We′re talking seas
We're talking everything you need
You should be working now

Not only asking how
And the whereabouts of where you′ll be
I don't suspect you will be thinking
When the brain is dead
And the mind has taken over
This is a skill
This is not a game

Where have you been
Are you with us
Can you hear us
Got the megaphone pointed at you?

This is how I'll go out tonight
Dressed in blue by the book tonight
This is how I′ll go out tonight
But I don′t need a book

In the moment I was losing my head
And reading too much
And losing my head
And I was reaching forward
I was already there
Losing my head
Reading too much
Losing my head

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