Title The Author (The)
Art Of The Possible
this could be the end
the sun won't save our sins
the signs don't tell us where to go
only where we've been
so now i walk where i always fall
it's time to give up the ghost of tomorrow
when faith is your new common cold
i see the blinding headlights
so this is not the end
it only comforts us to just pretend
so now i walk where i always fall
it's time to give up the ghost of tomorrow
when faith is your new common cold
surrender you, i'm wrong
surrender you, i'm gone.. away
it's time to give up the ghost of tomorrow
when faith is your new common cold
From Letras Mania