Nevasca - On The Road | Текст песни

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our train runs forward through life
but we travel in it's different ends
and i see
how wind is twingling your hair
when you're leaning out of the window
and smile to greet it
despite my desires, despite my attempts
i can not reach them

and we can't get off at the very next platform
no station won't play this sad song
our train will sweep past them express
knocking down everything on it's the way
disappearing into the horizon
from day to day

so hide your face now
wind carries only wrinkles
and it's grays your hair
which changed it's colour a hundred times
like shimmering
in the sunlight

to the hair which i wasn't able to reach

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