Marcus Foster - The Room | Текст песни

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• Marcus Foster
• The Room

Pace yourself and
Take it slow
Nothing here can change us now
The rain may fall and shadows grow but
Time has stole the world somehow
The moon is on the rise
I’m frozen in your eyes
The room is wrapped in dust and silence
Keeping out the night
Keeping out the night
Keeping out the night
The gate may rust and the tide may turn
Friends may go their separate ways
Fathers trust their child to learn
How to spend their dying day
Dying day
Dying day
Dying day
Taken by your hand
Like stones set in the sand
The room is charged with ghosts of voices meeting our demands
Meeting our demands
Meeting our demands
Ohhhhhhh yeaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
I said… I….
The sky may crack
World may tumble
Streets may see your endless gaze
Time keeps traveling
Cities crumble
I was born to call your name
Call your name
I said call your name
Call your name
I said call your name
Gnawing of the dark
Gnawing of the dark
Echoes of the dream
Echoes of the dream
The room is folding in your arms a sight I’ve never seen
Sight I’ve never seen
Never never seen

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