Sync Different

No,


not there and not hidden,Foxtake your responsibilitiesI can see youI do, scatter youIt is not the road to be taken, don’t speak, don’t thinkAnd cover your mouth, but show your eyesI have to see where your’ looking atGo on TV the
boredom is there to listen to youHow many
we have lost, won, received share, to takeShow you on the webHow many evictions this year ?
How many flights ?
How many expulsion today ?How many expulsions this year?

White, salt, pearle fallFall on the ground,And disapear
The day goes, slow downWhere do we go from here ?
Hold me and tell me,Why on the ground, and here ?
All your fingers inside,As time goes byAs a little wave on my backThe reasons change as clouds
Pass all the day so slowly,
Hold me and tell me why i go away and far
And when the wind gets up, i’m never sure,To walk, on the good side.

How could I find the hollow through the water?How to find the path?Walking on through the buried flowerAnd the grass ?We can’t see the ground.
How to see, to cross the stream ?The border disappearHow to see the river in the liquid blur ?All the features are erased.
Let’s through there some paperboatTo mark out the wayLet’s mark contour in our reportWith always opened eyesWe can’t see the ground.
Let’s walk in this desert of dropsTo mark out the wayLet us create our own view and test sunglowAll the line are released

I've been living here
for two centuries
Two hundred years
in the oakwood

I've been watching the sky
For too long now
I've seen the moon,
I've seen the stars
But I need something new

I've never moved
Since the day I'm born
I know the sun, I know the birds
But I've got a secret dream...

I wanna watch the sea,
I wanna see the waves

It is warm all over you,
millions of souls joining you,
old city is getting you,
darkness guiding you...

electric town...millions of souls...

Please wake up the hanging man
there's something I need to know
Please wake up the hanging man
There's something missing
in my life

There are things
he should have said
There are things
he should have... said

I see the tree, I see the leaves
It's five or six in the morning
There's something I know for sure
It's gonna be a hard and long...way

There are things...
he should have said
There are thing...
he should have...said...
please wake up...

In the secret of his dreams
sitting in the darkness he is looking
out through the window
sounds and laughs resounding
in his memory
like a trembling on the other side
of the window

waiting for the ending
he sings the song
telling the story of a man who
know life's thorny like a rose
waiting for the ending he sings
the song

this is the story of a man
who knows there's nobody else
around

guiding bird has disappeared
joining hands, he closes his eyes
and put his head on the pillow
something wrong has changed
his faith in misery
his life is like a movie waiting for a scenario

life...is...thorny like a rose pray...waiting...for an answer faith....

Sister from another land
coming from the same heart
looking like the same face
sister from another place

Sister from another land
You don't want to hear me,
or even see me
Sister from an older game

Your place is with me

....

Sister, other side of me
In spite of all, haunting me
As a place staying empty
on an old photograph

Sister from another pain
We don't have to feel no shame,
Life will always be the same
We both have the same mother

The place is empty
...

...stranger...