Інформація про пісню На цій сторінці ви можете ознайомитися з текстом пісні Salute , виконавця - QuillsДата випуску: 28.01.2021
Мова пісні: Англійська
Інформація про пісню На цій сторінці ви можете ознайомитися з текстом пісні Salute , виконавця - QuillsSalute |
| Sometimes we drive by |
| We fly by |
| We never halt |
| Open fields and dark skies we might turn around |
| Yeah we turn around |
| Yeah Yeah we turn around (might) |
| Yeah we turn around |
| Yeah Yeah we turn around (might) |
| Yeah we turn around |
| Yeah Yeah we turn around (might) |
| Yeah we turn around |
| Yeah Yeah we turn around (might) |
| I’m a professional |
| A pro at feeling blue |
| In search for pain |
| I search within |
| My life is nice |
| I like it a lot |
| Sometimes I don’t |
| But it shall pass |
| I drink too fast |
| Cause time goes past |
| I wanna seize |
| And make it last |
| An hourglass |
| I turn around |
| To watch it slide |
| You feel so sad |
| I wanna promise nothing matters at the end of the night |
| It’ll be alright cause I know that it might |
| Disasters happen but strength is the fight |
| And fights you liked a wrestling king |
| A boy a man and things in between |
| An ounce of herb and flowers in spring |
| Hung with a chemist / Steven |
| So fascinated by him |
| Didn’t like to drink but you loved to spit |
| You still make me laugh as i recall the bits |
| Over and over again in my head |
| Again in my head |
| You my friend |
| Special human being |
| What a long strange trip it’s been |
| Sometimes we drive by |
| We fly by |
| We never halt |
| Open fields and dark skies we might turn around |
| Yeah we turn around |
| Yeah Yeah we turn around (might) |
| Yeah we turn around |
| Yeah Yeah we turn around (might) |
| (Quills) |
| We all try to be masters |
| It slips from our grasp |
| It’s unattainable |
| The same will go |
| For those who insist |
| The mask fits |
| We’re all bastards |
| Left alone when the pain grips |
| Aim to detach it |
| No guiding light |
| For that time of night |
| When we burn out like ashes |
| Just a passage |
| Passengers |
| In a vessel that will always crash |
| We’re just passing by |
| Seems asinine |
| When we think we can change it’s path |
| Nowhere to hide |
| When Father Time |
| Comes back to collect his tax |
| We’re just passing by |
| Don’t let it pass you by |
| Life travels like light in a flash |
| They say once a man, twice a child |
| Seems future gives way to the past |
| But for that child never had no chance |
| To become no man we raise our glasses |
| Tiny dancers in the sky |
| Light particles, gases |
| Molecules broken down |
| As the follicle advances |
| For our people who have learned |
| That certain truths are absolute |
| And the loved ones they have lost… |
| Salute |
| A song written for Kevin Lynch |