Text písně Hope Lane Is A Dead End: Ten Times Platinum

Ten Times Platinum


The more I look at you, my friend,
The more entrancing you become

Let's just keep hitchhiking
To a place that doesn't know
Who we are or where we once were

It's time to start again
Tabula Rasa, Tabula Rasa
Oh, how sweet it would be
Rebirth
Rejuvinate
Revigorate
Save me

Oh, how sweet these fresh flakes taste, falling on my teeth
With the sound of snow falling onto these streets,
Silent Surreal Tranquility that just can't be beat
Let's shield our eyes so we can't look back to see
The footprints leading a search crew
To who we are today and who we've always been

Why is it that this one-souled flight
Takes longer to amend than the arguments of old men?

(Look at us, how far we've come
Our hearts are made of gold)
I've always been a fan of silver,
But not much longer
This heart is made of gold
(Look at us, how far we've come
Our hearts are made of gold)
Impurities cast aside,
We all have the same gears grinding
Inside our minds
(Look at us, how far we've come
Our hearts are made of gold)
It's just a matter of who can hold out longer,
And who is stronger
Who is stronger?
(Look at us, how far we've come
Our hearts are made of gold)
It's just a matter of who can hold out longer,
And who is stronger
Who is stronger?
(Look at us, how far we've come
Our hearts are made of gold)







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