streams Flood of Eden bring to life this dream Tiny steps, Minor giant steps in the world unite Tiny steps, in the wisdom ramp Minor giant steps in
Übersetzung: Giant Steps. Die Welt brauchen nicht noch einen Lover.
Übersetzung: Giant Steps. Into You.
Übersetzung: Giant Steps. Another Lover.
This Vehicle is breaking down Someday I'll stop Can't get these tired wheels to go round Back in the shop A month of treatment for the wear and tear
For now the kids are secular But every road leads to a church They grow them here The virtuous Mutinous by any means Rebellious, reformed then upright
Save your best moves. It gets weird Billions of cops, smoke and mirrors Carrying creed cards we all race for death Hope to be saved by our next breath
Go humans time bombs go robotic believers protect your only war reserves go great destroyers killers of holy nurture legacy of genocide rulers,
I am limbo, waiting on a window Stuck inside an interval I know it's unattainable Covered by a label's name Labeled by geography On a dying dark horse
Today a tribute to my sister And I don?t want to make her feel Any worse than she must feel Today my arms reach for survivors A medal I had never won
Here is the world they?ll try to sell you Here is the ache habituate They?ll have your eyes and they will hang your view So high Minus the world we
out yeah you you got out it's a band it's a bowl you saw something to live for i saw more than hands was plain as from steps it made me sick
We run like it kills us to stay If Josh happy nothing to the didn't last top to you He's try is knees things my seems to many one else A retard them
Here's a problem you won't soon escape. Your identity forever changed. Think of all the fools you could've been, And how you played the fool to get a
Still waters death defying Cesspools from stagnation Wading the quicksand channel Slow moving light focus Anywhere but here bogus This perfect world
Something always guess It's the matter of the time you waste And here I am ideo focus Come stand to you The direction at you choose The choice is in
Tonight the drunks are infected, we're on our way As if they drop by to see me u-n-i-n-v-i-t-e-d And I am a walflower, maybe a better father This
child you dare fold your arms tisk and say that I lie there's one rare and odd style of thinking part only known to the everybody Jenny the small step and giant
