When the night comes with the action
I just know it's time to go.
Can't resist the strange attraction
From that giant dynamo...
And tomorrow, then it's dawning
And the first birds start to sing
In the pale light of the morning
Nothing's worth remembering...
It's a dream, it's out of reach
Scattered driftwood on the beach.
I just know it's time to go.
Can't resist the strange attraction
From that giant dynamo...
And tomorrow, then it's dawning
And the first birds start to sing
In the pale light of the morning
Nothing's worth remembering...
It's a dream, it's out of reach
Scattered driftwood on the beach.
"Какими бы прекрасными не были воспоминания, нельзя жить ими одними. Просто запомни. А объяснит сама жизнь".
Я в контакте
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