Dalszövegek
Air Somewhere Between Walking And Sleeping

so far below Still and silent, rest in peace The thread unravels the merciful release There is a place that I have seen Somewhere between waking and sleeping

complaining and build something on that ground! Plant something on that ground! Dance and sleep on that ground! Get on your hands and knees and watch the ants walk

the service when you're walking slowly to the car And the silver in her hair shines in the cold November air You hear the tolling bell And touch the

somewhere. We just hope she's in peace.\" When I sleep my dreams are crazy -- I'm flying over fields. I don't think I sleep for more than twenty minutes and