Story Of The Year - Sidewalks (Acoustic Version) | Текст песни

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• Story Of The Year
• Sidewalks (Acoustic Version)

The bridges are crumpled,
The water soaks into rocks,
That fell at the bottom of the road. (At the end of time)
They'll tell me we lived in the memory shakin up hard,
From the weeds that grow.

Over the sidewalks,
Running away from the streets we knew,
Sidewalks,
Like the time we thought was made for you.
Or

Out on the front porch,
watching the cars that stay goin by,
Eighteen blue, twenty one grey,
Looking ahead for the first time that we could drive,
Out on our own,
To speed away

From the sidewalks,
Running away from the streets we knew,
Sidewalks,
Like the time we thought was made for you.
Or

Home of days that past us by,
Home of the son is gone...
Away

Sidewalks,
Running away from the streets we knew,

Sidewalks,
Running away from the streets we knew,
Sidewalks,
Like the time we thought was made for you.
(Sidewalks)
The bridges are crumpled,
(Sidewalks)
The water soaks into rocks,
That fell at the bottom of the road.