Текст песни Steven Wilson — Last Regret
Hey brother, our dreams are scratched on these four walls
But they're foreign to me now, strangers once again
Well I am deep in debt to time, and every day's the same
I'm wasted, like rainfall on a thousand rooftops
Stretching on for miles, but a hand cannot erase
The traffic sings me back to sleep, and the world just slips away
But they're foreign to me now, strangers once again
Well I am deep in debt to time, and every day's the same
I'm wasted, like rainfall on a thousand rooftops
Stretching on for miles, but a hand cannot erase
The traffic sings me back to sleep, and the world just slips away
Текст добавил: Андрей Курышев