Слова:
Sleeping At Last Naive

out of the ashes, love will be realized. God knows that we've been naive And a bit nearsighted to say the least. It's broken glass at children's feet

out of the ashes, love will be realized. God knows that we've been naive And a bit nearsighted to say the least. It's broken glass at children's feet

mind Tell me why you made me do this Baby it was only a test and you failed No need to ask, you're free at last Now go on and have your fun Cause now

chance of ever being truly free. The terrible inequalities of the peoples of this earth Make freedom at best a dream, at worst an insulting privilege

place that we used to meet We were young and we lived it up But those nights never lasted long enough Looking back we're so naive What happened to

...is rep your fuckin name like I should've done 'Cause it's only right I'm still not sleeping, but now I'm seeing your ghost at night We all wish

we are denied the chance of ever being truly free. The terrible inequalities of the peoples of this earth Make freedom at best a dream, at worst an insulting

so clearly Steal a look at times gone by And spitting out my last good-bye Well I won't live in apathy, embittered by the memories You haven't seen the last