Sacha Sacket - Running Away | Текст песни

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On the road
it grew old
pulling rabbits
from my soul.
And I could see
on my knees
this crusade turn
into me
Running Away

The whitest lies
came to mind
conversations
silver-lined.
And every tone
set in stone
my creations
stripped for gold,
Running Away

And when you ask which road to take
Every finger points your way
You who never could erase
The black forest in your brain
But in the twilight there were three
Sirens singing you to sleep
Pinching all your golden dreams
One for every cross you keep
And deep within their astral plane
You could see the light again
You who knew you'd lose the way
You who sprints to stay the same
Running Away

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