Sync Different

Tell me where can I go no bow and arrow now how should I go ?
come back with the fire and go where lovers go get on it, get on it
oh the river so calm it was the day before not far from home
And now make it glow go break the rhythm now show me how to go
I feel like i’m a stranger
an imposter playing all round the world keep an eye on the sly moon
walking high on a hot air balloon
Tell me where can I go ? no bow and arrow now how should I go ?
come back with the fire and go where lovers go get on it, get on it
the big star so bright
will light the road ahead down to the high golden gate
And now make it shower
with sparkle silver dust summer moon celebrate yeah
I feel like i’m a stranger
an imposter playing all round the world keep an eye on the sly moon
walking high on a hot air balloon

Wearing me out Numbing Steeling
Fading
A shadow of ourselves Appeasing
Misleading
Beating life from our souls
And I don’t know Where I’m going Know I’m bleeding And I don’t know Where I’m reaching These feelings
I’d do anything
To believe ya
To believe ya
I’ll give everything
Cos I’ve been here too long Though I’ve held tight and let go I’ll find you
I’ll find you I’ll find you
Hounding down Pushing
Heart is Greying
Ageing in it’s shell Taunting
Tempting
Breaking buildings in town
And with patience I’ll find you I’ll practice persistence
I’ll find you
And with patience I’ll find you I’ll practice persistence
I’ll find you
Never, never, never gonna go back Your tenderness
Consuming
Though I’ve worn out
The cynical clothes
That covered my bones
I’m never gonna go back
Never, never, never gonna go back Your tenderness
Consumes me
Though I’ve held tight
And let go
I’ll find you
I’ll find you

Texarkana en route to New Orleans –
My baby fell from his bike.
And I was told he lay conscious;
And he knew death would arrive.

Ride, ride, ride, ride…

From weeping trees blue bottles hang –
And southern grass come covered with mist.
Could he not stay on the road we paved?
The dirt devours those who fall adrift.

Ride, ride, ride, ride…

They took his body back to the Golden State;
Where his mother wept a sad goodbye.
And not a dry eye was to be seen –
Unless you looked into my eyes.

Ride, ride, ride, ride…

ES:

Hablando un poco de ti,
me imagino
Que aún sigo vivo
Hablando un poco,
de que me siento muy solo
Y que no pude ser mas tolerante…

Mi cabeza en la defensa
Oculta una razón

Fría, que fría
La noche es el día
en mi corazón
cargo una herida
y mi alma vacía
de amor

Ya no estamos divirtiéndonos
El sentimiento se reveló
Y mandó sus ganas
para otros cuerpos
¿Por favor dime que pasó?

Pero no trates, no trates de engañarme
Porque sin luz todo fallece
Sin luz todo fallece...

Fría, que fría
La noche es el día
en mi corazón
cargo una herida
y mi alma vacía de amor

Fría, que fría
La noche es el día
en mi corazón
cargo una herida
y mi alma está vacía de amor
mi alma, mi alma vacía de amor…

Ya no estamos divirtiéndonos
¿Por favor dime que pasó?

Uhhhh…




EN:

Talking a little about you,
I imagine
That I'm still alive
Talking a little,
That I feel very lonely
And that I wasn't able to be more tolerant...

My head on the defensive
Hides a reason

Cold, how cold
The night is the day
in my heart
I carry a wound
and my soul empty
of love

We're not having fun anymore
The feeling revealed itself
And sent its desires
To other bodies
Please tell me what happened?

But don't try, don't try to fool me
Because without light everything dies
Without light everything dies...

Cold, how cold
The night is the day
in my heart
I carry a wound
and my soul empty
of love

Cold, how cold
The night is the day
in my heart
I carry a wound
and my soul empty
of love
my soul, my soul is empty of love...

We're not having fun anymore
Please tell me what happened?

Uhhhh...