paroles de chanson Seattle, Breathe - The Right Here

It ended in the blink of an eye
With a "hold on tight cause we're all gonna die."
Well come on, sun, give me some more of that great big burning light
Pray to Jesus Christ if you want to
And Sing a little song for those already gone
But the more you sing "Lord" in the refrain
Is the more you would be wrong

Seattle, breathe
And hold on to subtle, shaky feelings
I'm that grand old frown on the faces you don't know

Things to get by on a Tuesday
Cruising at 30,000 feet
Or a desert drive, Arizona skies
Any way to fall asleep
I can't seem to shake the Pacific
Guess you've been shaking things too
It's a perfect line in ¾ time
Anywhere but here to you
Seattle, breathe
And hold on to subtle, shaky feelings
I'm that grand old frown on the faces you don't know
And reconvene
In Midwestern soil strewn about these ghost town streets
I'm that grand old frown on the faces you don't know
With a little bit of fake it as you go
And "Walking the Floor" in stereo
But on I-5 you're running wild
And so scared of being alone
On I-5 you're running wild
And so scared of being alone