Paroles de la chanson A Knife In The Ocean par
When I go to walk the line
The fire may comes but we'll be just fine-
When I go to walk the line
The fire it will come but we'll be just fine
The mouth of the ocean
Be well spoken
Watch your p's and q's
And now that we're older the future is colder
But what is there to do?
I'll walk the line, I'll be just fine
I'll be right back on time
The fire is coming, we'll outrun it
We'll never be undone
The fire may comes but we'll be just fine-
When I go to walk the line
The fire it will come but we'll be just fine
The mouth of the ocean
Be well spoken
Watch your p's and q's
And now that we're older the future is colder
But what is there to do?
I'll walk the line, I'll be just fine
I'll be right back on time
The fire is coming, we'll outrun it
We'll never be undone
What came of the things we once believed?
Oh all lost to the depths of a hungry sea
(x2)
And now our parents are long departed
Who can finish the songs the started?
Bodies broken but it's just a token
Of what is surely to come
Unstitch the suture
Please pause the future
So I can collect my things
The fire is coming, but we'll outrun it
We'll never be undone
What came of the things we once believed?
Oh all lost to the depths of a hungry sea
(x2)
Oh all lost to the depths of a hungry sea
(x2)
And now our parents are long departed
Who can finish the songs the started?
Bodies broken but it's just a token
Of what is surely to come
Unstitch the suture
Please pause the future
So I can collect my things
The fire is coming, but we'll outrun it
We'll never be undone
What came of the things we once believed?
Oh all lost to the depths of a hungry sea
(x2)
When I go to walk the line
The fire it comes but I'll be just fine
Oh what came of the things we once believed?
Oh all lost to the depths of a hungry sea
Oh all lost, all lost to the depths of a hungry sea
All lost to the depths of a hungry sea
All that's left, all that's left is the echo of a roaring sea
Long gone
Long gone
To a trace of a memory
What came of the things I once believed?
All that's left, all that's left is the trace of a memory