Instrumente
Ensemblen
Oper
Komponisten
Performers

Songtexte: The Ruled. Good Luck In Chicago.

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I have 10,000 things to say
in every thought with held
in each intangible way

and just to think I'd never have
the chance to feel this way again
was such a dream
not past or gone away
jade has not yet killed me

as long as I can play here with my
could eclipse the rainy days till I'm dead

Tell me what I want to know
Take me where I want to go

and to think we'd go past
the parts we've never seen before
was not a dream
not so far away
to neither deny or accept what could be

I've never felt alive, but I've never died
but its not because that I have not tried
Endings mostly never mean goodbye
but do answer the "what if's" well
Good Luck in Chicago.

with this fleeting time
beauty is something that
can hold my hand and
break my heart

There's something as sincere
you cannot hide
Pretentous not, I can tell
so would you please consider?

but I gave up this time
and can only hope tomorrow
wont be like this
I've made up my mind
and just to be like yesterday
is my only wish