Sic Waiting - Lines in the Road | Текст песни

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Where the fuck is the green grass?
I’ve been around this town to every underpass
and searched to the best of my ability
The best I can hope for now
is the ground under the leaves under my feet

(ch)
So let it be known, I’m coming home
to the lines in the road where I belong
I found myself on a long drive over county lines
Let it be known

Down here the enemy is just the passing time
and maydayers and naysayers are no friends of mine
Our darkest days turn into brightest nights
and soon enough you find, they’re the best times of your life
and it’s your life.

(ch)
(br)
It’s easy to forget the exact time we died
But harder to forget the reasons why
You won’t find me raising flags of solid white
With the four famous last words ‘at least we tried’

(ch x2)

So where the fuck is the green grass? I’ve been around this town to every underpass and searched to the best of my ability. The best I can hope for now is the ground under the leaves under my feet. So let it be known, I’m coming home to the lines in the road where I belong. I found myself on a long drive over county lines, let it be known. Down here the enemy is just the passing time, and maydayers and naysayers are no friends of mine. Our darkest days turn into brightest nights, and soon enough you’ll find they’re the best times of your life, and it’s your life. It’s easy to forget the exact time we died, but harder to forget the reasons why. You won’t find me raising flags of solid white, with the four famous last words ‘at least we tried.’

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