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Текст: 311. From Chaos. I'll Be Here Awhile.


I'll be here awhile, ain't going nowhere
I'll be here awhile, ain't going nowhere
I'll be here awhile, ain't going nowhere
I'll be here awhile

Far is solace in the maddening pace
sad state written on my face
not a tight rope walk but dance
uncertain game of chance
but I'll see it through in time

I'll be here awhile, ain't going nowhere
I'll be here awhile, ain't going nowhere
I'll be here awhile, ain't going nowhere
I'll be here awhile

And if a person place or thing can deliver
I will quiver with delight
tempted by the hand that could
blind my vision and sight
but at twenty years of age
in frolic and in rage
I will see it through in time

I'll be here awhile, ain't going nowhere
I'll be here awhile, ain't going nowhere
I'll be here awhile, ain't going nowhere
I'll be here awhile

But the dawn has come into the endless night
and everything's going to be alright
but at thirty years of age
through frolic and in rage
all regressed and healed in time

I'll be here awhile, ain't going nowhere
Said I, said I, said I, I will survive