martes, 25 de enero de 2011

Martes, 25 de Enero de 2011.

Escuchando:In the mourning.

Now, it´s nothing but the time is wasted.


You escape like a runaway train
Off the tracks and down again
My heart's beating like a steam boat tugging all your burdens
On my shoulders

In the mourning I'll rise
In the mourning I'll let you die
In the mourning, all my worry.

Now there's nothing but time that's wasted
And words that have no backbone
Now it seems like the whole world's waiting
Can you hear the echoes fading?

In the mourning I'll rise
In the mourning I'll let you die
In the mourning, all my 'sorry's

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