I stood before the judge that day as he refused me bail And I knew that I would spend my time awaiting trial in jail I said, "There is no justice" as
To the highest mountains And through the deepest seas And back to a long rocky road I'll always be with you As far as we can go As long as we are
This is "The Story of My Captivity by Savages," or "How I Learned to Fight" by Eliza Elizabeth Cook, age 13 Writ in my own hand
I have snipped your wingspan My precious captive swan Here all clipped of kickstand Your spirit won't last long Don't you lift a finger Don't you snap
I'll be the intoxication As God We got more rules There's no consolation but we'll go We got cockroach Count to missions, that's wrong We got wrought
Caged in old woods,whose reverend echoes wake When the hern screams along the distant lake, Her little heart oft flutters to be free, Oft sighs to turn
Born in captivity Born in captivity Born in captivity We're all born in captivity Born in captivity They make you stand in line for the first grade They
Siamo barbari incivili Con i volti insanguinati Da bambini siamo stati Nella faccia sfigurati Il dolore e gia acquisito Nell'aspetto inorridito Sempre
Me duele corazon verte sufrir, por alguien que carino no merece, sabiendo que lo amas te trata mal, y con tu sufrimiento el se crece.
Anche ad occhi chiusi scelgo la mia meta sono la febbre che percorre i corpi ne fa deserti Le strade sono piene la luce e cecita basta lasciarsi andare
To the highest mountains and To the deepest seas and back to The long and rocky road I'll always be with you As far as we can go As long as we are two
To the highest mountains And through the deepest seas And back to a long rocky road I'll always be with you As far as we can go As long as we are two
I have snipped your wingspan My precious captive swan Here all clipped of (?) Your spirit won't last long Don't you lift a finger Don't you snap and
(Oh Jah, I know you never leave me alone, no matter what dem do. Oh Jah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Oh Jah, I know you never leave me alone, no matter what dem
This is "The Story of My Captivity by Savages," or "How I Learned to Fight" by Eliza Elizabeth Cook, age 13 Write in my own hand on this, the 23rd day
La bugia che si nasconde nel meccanismo dell'orologio e stata infine svelata, malata teoria di un conto che non torna, non e cosi il nostro viaggio passaggio