Pinksnotred
London 1954
Take one deep last breath
Maybe it´s the last time that you can
The sky just turned to grey
And the trail of dead it left will lead you the way
The city´s up in smoke and their voices call
For an independent leader to tear this blackened wall down
And in all my insecurity I gotta save my individuality
Panic is a moving picture, that I am in!
And you think of your last love
And of the last lines
That you read and of the times when the world was o.k.
Maybe this could be the day to say
What you never dared to say
To make your worst friend your enemy.
This could be the way to pretend
That the world could be ok and go down standing
The city´s set on fire and the voices still call
For an independent leader to tear this blackened wall down
Oh you can´t run and you can´t hide
This is the place where we all gonna die
So, what do you do with the last breath of this life
Maybe this could be the day to say
What you never dared to say
To make your worst friend your enemy
This could be the way to pretend
That the world could be ok and go down standing
And you think of your last love
And of the last lines that you read
And of the times when the world was o.k.
From Letras Mania