I speak of people whose game is disguise The myth of flavour appears with no sign 'Cause I see it coming just like a long lost friend A temple of rubble
old show, maybe you don't know Go and find some reasons to live There are different ways to hear this There are different ways to learn And there maybe years when you're lost
SHOW, MAYBE YOU DON'T KNOW, GO AND FIND SOME REASONS TO LIVE.... THERE ARE DIFFERENT WAYS TO HEAR THIS, THERE ARE DIFFERENT WAYS TO LEARN, AND THERE MAYBE YEARS WHEN YOU'RE LOST
I speak of people whose game is disguise The myth of flavour appears with no sign 'Cause I see it coming, like a long lost friend A temple of rubble,
Übersetzung: Paradise Lost. No Reason.
Übersetzung: Paradise Lost. Hands Of Reason.
: I speak of people whose game is disguise The myth of flavour appears with no sign 'Cause I see it coming, like a long lost friend A temple of rubble
I speak of people whose game is disguise The myth of flavour appears with no sign 'Cause I see it coming, like a long lost friend A temple of rubble
ain't no joke [Damian Marley] [chorus] pimpa's paradise stephen: that's all she was now pimpa's paradise stephen: that's all she was pimpa's paradise
me die and wake up blind As the gleaming blade before me, singing lullabies of loss Whispering "Death is your redeemer to the Paradise you've lost" Mankind
: It's too late to turn back now For we have slain the Sacred Cow For paradise we are bound We were lost, but now we're found As the razor cuts the wrist
and said you wouldn't make it But you still held your ground and came up out that basement In the memory of those that we lost, it's deicated We miss
time, they chose such evil, ohh ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, low, low the reasons why, we hear.. ohh ma, ma, ma, ma, ma wow, wow, the reasons why, we hear.. [
sky: a man lies and dreams of green fields and rivers but awakes to a morning with no reason for waking He's haunted by the memory of a lost paradise
dreams of paradise Dusk drawn hither to my evening star A glance in thy mirror The trance of thy mirror Venus... through the looking glass Dance so frail and lost
from paradise to ordinary Picture us just smiling there, we didn't have a care I remember, how it all came true It was oh so tender And I was lost with
