Sandi Thom - Soul mining
Tekst :
When the twilight fades away,
Stars light up a secret place.
Here in the silence all the night,
Wither of hope runs through the night.
There s a clock of the heart that s got perfect timing,
The tree of youth lets your children go climbing.
We are soul mining,
Digging for diamonds in the dirt.
Precious beauty on this earth.
We are soul mining.
Sometimes we don t understand,
All the hurt that this world brings.
In the arms of your sweet embrace,
All the fears just fade a way.
There s a song of hope n every word is rhythming,
The tree of youth lets your children go climbing.
We are soul mining,
Digging for diamonds in the dirt.
Precious beauty on this earth.
We are soul mining.
There s a clock of the heart that s got perfect timing,
The tree of youth lets your children go climbing.
We are soul mining
Digging for diamonds in the dirt
Precious beauty on this earth
We are soul mining Inne utwory
Castles Lonely girl When horsepower meant what it said Sunset borderline The human jukebox Time Little remedy No more heroes Superman I wish i was a punk rocker Human jukebox Losowe utwory
Imperialistic
despotic love will eat you-you-you
now you are all mine
and there is nothing you can do-do-do .
I ll colonize your
I ll colonize your hot breast
in banks I ll lock up
in banks I ll lock up your brain
you are not yours now you...
Eye for an eye, that s the way my dad told me
To fight, to live, or to die
After many wars, our hatred
Our suffering and our pain remain with us forever
Now is the time for me to accept
That my rules are no longer correct anymore
Death has no face, has no name...
Going through the motions
Ending up
Nowhere at all
Can t see the sun on my wall
Going through emotions
Ending up
On a frozen morning
With a heart not even broken
Seems I ve been running
All my...
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! (2x)
Hey!
Yeah!!!! Yeah!!!!(2x)
Here come Mr. I ain t like that , Mr. You can count on me .
Here come evolution, walkin with stupidity.
Waste a time, waste a my time.
We all stand together, we fight
Is that all sense of our lives
The rich are sitting, quite far above
And we are left to blood
Even the poorest of the poorest i know
They strip them down to the last shirt
Only dollars in front of their eyes
Till everything breaks down
Oh god, that s our...