Don't want to be an actor pretending on the stage Don't want to be a writer with my thoughts out on the page Don't want to be a painter 'cause everyone
Tumbling greens, a pick-up screams Alone above the square, sing softly Above the trees where Billy breathes We float upon the air Softly, sing sweet
I was taught a month ago to bide my time and take it slow But then I learned just yesterday to rush and never waste the day Well I'm convinced the whole
Oh, to be Prince Caspian afloat upon the waves Oh, to be Prince Caspian afloat upon the waves Oh, to be Prince Caspian afloat upon the waves Oh, to be
Much ado is all I see (Although my roots were deep) In fact it is surrounding me The seething crowd intrudes all day (I sank in hillsides deep) Until
Much ado is all I see And feel like it's surrounding me The crowd intrudes all day 'Til I'm finally swept away I'm finally swept away I'm finally swept
I'm floating in the blimp a lot I feel the feeling I forgot Of swimming weightless in the womb Or bouncing gently 'round the room In a minute I'll be
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All the way home we felt we had a chance To review the coulds before we were born And to invite a new game of can'ts Absorbed in the clouds a voice from
I feed from the bottom, you feed from the top I live upon morsels you happen to drop And coffee that somehow leaks out of your cup If nothing comes down
I can't talk my talk with you Nothing's ever soaking through The filter that surrounds your thoughts And holds out lessons left untaught I can't talk
screams alone above the square Whoa, sing softly <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> Above the trees where Billy breathes
Oversettelse: Phish. Billy puster.
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I was taught a month ago To bide my time and take it slow But then I learned just yesterday To rush and never waste the day Well I'm convinced the whole
