paroles de chanson The Green Years - Sad Lovers & Giants
                                                    I 
                                                can 
                                                tell 
                                                myself 
                                                    i 
                                                know 
                                                the 
                                                answers
 
                                    
                                
                                                Try 
                                                to 
                                                puzzle 
                                                out 
                                                the 
                                                painful 
                                                things 
                                                i've 
                                                yet 
                                                to 
                                                learn
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                    i 
                                                don't 
                                                understand 
                                                the 
                                                subtle 
                                                plan
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                still 
                                                    i 
                                                wonder
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                the 
                                                seeds 
                                                we've 
                                                sown 
                                                fall 
                                                to 
                                                earth 
                                                and 
                                                grow
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                    a 
                                                barren 
                                                land
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sheltered 
                                                in 
                                                our 
                                                seasoned 
                                                hardness
 
                                    
                                
                                                Shall 
                                                we 
                                                shed 
                                                    a 
                                                stagnant 
                                                tear 
                                                to 
                                                ease 
                                                our 
                                                wooden 
                                                hearts?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Well 
                                                that 
                                                depends
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                our 
                                                precious 
                                                hands 
                                                clutching 
                                                painted 
                                                sand
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                our 
                                                broken 
                                                wheels 
                                                in 
                                                doubt 
                                                as 
                                                we 
                                                turn 
                                                for 
                                                home
 
                                    
                                
                                                Melting 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                dream 
                                                of 
                                                gardens
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                was 
                                                walking 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                trees 
                                                when 
                                                someone 
                                                called 
                                                my 
                                                name
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                long 
                                                to 
                                                trespass 
                                                down 
                                                that 
                                                path 
                                                again
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                though 
                                                i've 
                                                no 
                                                regrets
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                can 
                                                still 
                                                recall 
                                                when 
                                                the 
                                                first 
                                                leaves 
                                                fall
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                    i 
                                                lost 
                                                my 
                                                way
 
                                    
                                
                                                Parachuting 
                                                into 
                                                darkness
 
                                    
                                
                                                Doesn't 
                                                every 
                                                wounded 
                                                hero 
                                                live 
                                                to 
                                                fight 
                                                again?
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                baling 
                                                out
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                the 
                                                profiteers 
                                                stole 
                                                my 
                                                surplus 
                                                years
 
                                    
                                
                                                Am 
                                                    i 
                                                somersaulting 
                                                headlong 
                                                into 
                                                the 
                                                ground?
 
                                    
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