: El dia mas inesperado vi redimidos mis pecados Alce la vista y dije ?claro! Volvia a estar de vuestro lado Deambular por las aceras tropezar con las
Cruel, cruel grounds Leak truths never found Torturous ways whisper from the grave A slow spun song of distortion Bitter, bitter mouth Oh, spitin' out
Marco's shadow falls on the door to the seven lost cities of gold Finds a raven's head and rattlers tail Dead in his tracks, this godforsaken soul's Unwanted
No one knows where the night can go Except for the lost lovers Entangled and torn from the hour The stars, now, are starting to leave A silent moon begins
When numbers matter, more than the heart Your eyes are hollowed And stiffness starts to take control Capsize the soul Deep down you know, it's evil You
Strange feeling you get When you cross the switchbacks and bring it on home Just the farther and farther you drift Like that old crow, that's beaten
Through plumes of smoke A few houses a blaze Your eyes scan over the water Where the city's outline is faded and erased Cries in the night After the
Riding through nostalgia, shaking memories by the mile The city lights are closing in on him And the distance grows shorter for a while Still he wonders
Words & music by Link Wray Originally by Link Wray I hear a sound It's going through my brain I hear talk of people I feel the fallin' rain I see a
She swings on the front porch And sweeps her days into an empty sky Of a dream drowned in the rain Out where the land is as flat as the sea There's a
Love the run but not the race All alone in a silent way World drifts in an' and the world's a stranger In a light, eclipsed and alienated In a time,
Sleeping in the valley, valley of ill fortune Waking cross the river, river of delusion Full moon lures the waves, waves of desperation Empty hearts
Late night streets all alone No one's here, no one's here Watch the faces come and go Always spinning around Drifting further away She is young, dressed
Words by Dominique Ané Music by Ané, Chataigner, Toorop, Bondu Originally sung by FranA§oiz Breut If you said let's go If you said I'm
On the outskirts of expansion Lookin' out from blueprint peak The flow is floodin' of urban settlers Pannin' through rivers runnin' dry Numbers roll
To save this sad, lonesome cry Sorrow fills the oceans wide Calling you close, promising love Letting passion navigate you Into the arms of Sirena Into
Going on their lands for sale to stake my claim Burn my name in the soil Out past the borders beyond the hill Through seasons of nothing Safe for the
There are code breakers with lines well tapped Traces sweeping out across the static night You are draped in white like the blossoms of the tree Looking
