Текст песни Presentiments - Methodica
I
look
outside
the
window
And
wait
for
dawning
light
The
river
whispers
quiet
and
slow
In
the
frenzy
of
the
night
The
stars
of
Ursa
Maior
Scattered
leaving
trails
so
bright
They
were
not
united
like
we
are
Stars
in
the
earthly
sky
Come
on,
love,
dance
with
me
Disguise
is
to
banish
Let's
run
in
ghylls,
let's
run
in
whirls
You'll
fire
me
and
then
vanish
So
speak
to
me
Talk
to
me
I
will
listen
to
you
I
will
listen
to
you
And
you
say
"We
are
all
leaves
and
we'd
better
care
For
cold
breeze
has
come
running
in
the
air
We
can
believe,
or
pray,
or
dare
But
cold
breeze
has
come
running
in
the
air
Take
a
look
outside
our
loveland
As
far
as
the
eye
can
see
This
frenzy
we
live
in
will
never
end
And
that's
the
way
it
will
always
be
It
will
always
be..."
Don't
you
believe
when
they
tell
you
this
is
no
love
Don't
you
give
in
when
they
show
you
the
way
to
go
Can't
you
see
up
there
the
stars
that
are
shooting
down
Smashing
on
the
ground
This
night
is
lit
as
day
But
the
moon's
not
on
the
stage
And
I
saw
the
sky
so
grey
And
I
met
the
coming
rage
Wind
blows
the
dust
away
His
anger
on
the
window
pane
He
brings
defiantly
this
way
The
sound
of
a
far
far
train
If
I
walked
on
a
siding
With
a
thorn
in
my
side
And
hanging
trains
guiding
They'd
call
it
suicide
The
storm
is
screaming
violent
Beyond
the
falling
rain
When
the
thunder
voice
is
silent
I
can
hear
a
far
far
train
Speak
to
me
Talk
to
me
Come
to
me
Stay
with
me
Hold
on
to
me
Stay
with
me
Don't
leave
me
alone
I
feel
you
colder
but
you
say
It's
alright
with
us
I
feel
like
a
stranger
but
you
say
I'm
always
the
same
to
you
You
keep
on
telling
me
you
need
love
But
you
act
like
you
don't
I
wonder
if
you
are
still
here
tomorrow
Out
of
distance,
flashing
far
away
Bring
it
back,
ashes
on
the
track
Presentiments
recalling
something
else's
days
Out
of
distance,
flashing
far
away
Down
here,
down
here
Down
here,
down
here
Take
me
to
where
the
children
smile
Take
me
to
where
the
sun
still
shines
Take
me
to
where
our
love's
not
bound
Do
it
now,
I
see
them
coming
round
Out
of
distance,
flashing
far
away
Bring
it
back,
ashes
on
the
track
Presentiments
recalling
something
else's
days
Out
of
distance,
flashing
far
away
Colours
after
rain
are
only
memories
Bring
it
back,
ashes
on
the
track
Someone
stepping
out,
someone
moving
out
Presentiments
recalling
something
else
so
loud
So
speak
to
me,
talk
to
me
I
will
listen
to
you
I
will
listen
to
your
voice
Your
bittersweet
words
I
look
outside
the
window
Inviting
dawning
light
The
river
flows,
the
corn
field
glows
Irony
of
the
oncoming
night
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