Rusalnaia Shifting Sands歌词

Soft Sands - The Chordettes Now that you're gone I'm alone on the shore You're not walking with me So the song of the sea Isn't sweet anymore But the soft, soft sands Are the same soft sands Where we once had such fun In the warm summer sunshine Ther

Camera Obscura - Forests And Sands LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang I'm in a van, and you're holding my hand You're traveling with me through forest and sands I've been innocently learning a language and you've been taking full advantage, haven't y

I once met a girl with the life in her hands and we lay together on the summerday sands. I gave her my raincoat and told her: "Lady, be good!" And we made truth together, where no one else would. I smiled through her fingers and ran the dust thr

Out on the road there are fireflies circling Deep in the woods, where the lost souls hide Over the hill there are men returning Trying to find some peace of mind Sleep my child Under the fog there are shadows moving Don't be afraid, hold my hand Into

[The Chronicler of Antediluvia:] Long ago, before the Third Great Cataclysm reshaped the face of creation, One nation rose above all others in the antediluvian world... Atlantis. [The Atlantean Quorum:] Hear the call Atlanteans, proud we stand foreve

Chimes sing Sunday morn Today's the day she's sworn To steal what she never could own And race from this hole she calls home 钟声敲响在周日的清晨 这一天她发下誓言 决心得到她不曾拥有的一切 逃离她称为家的巢穴 Now you're at the wheel Tell me how how does it feel So good to have equalised To

Is happiness real? Or am I so jaded I can't see or feel - like a man been tainted Numbed by the effect - aware of the muse Too in touch with myself - I light the fuse I'm the changingman - built on shifting sands I'm the changingman - waiting for the

I'm stressed but you're freestyle I'm overworked but I'm undersexed I must be made of concrete I sign my name across your chest Give out the same old answers I trot them out for the relatives Company tried and tested I use the ones that I love the be

Charlene Soraia - Ghost I'm the tap that keeps on dripping The dog that's scratching at your door I'm the nagging guilty feeling You can't find a reason for I'm the rattle of your window That always keeps you half awake I'm the ink stain on her love

I travel through the years I try to cope with all my fears And wander through this time and space But never do I find my place Float through this galaxy With all the thoughts that anchor me My riches, oh, I surely would Trade them if I only could Fee