Suddenly, you were gone From all the lives you left your mark upon I remember, how we talked And drank into the misty dawn I hear the voices, we ran
A world of difference A world so out of touch Overwhelmed by everything But wanting more so much Call it blind frustration Call it blind man's bluff
rays To live between the wars in our time Living in real time Holding the good time Holding on to yesterdays You know how that rabbit feels Going under
One humanoid escapee One android on the run Seeking freedom beneath a lonely desert sun Trying to change its program Trying to change the mode, crack
got mars on the horizon, says the national midnight star (It's true) What you believe is what you are A pair of dancing shoes, the soviets are the blues The reds under
Pounding in your temples And a surge of adrenaline Every muscle tense to fence the enemy within I'm not giving in to security under pressure I'm not
All that we can do is just survive All that we can do to help ourselves is stay alive All that we can do is just survive All that we can do to help ourselves
Tradução: Rush. Grace distante de alerta temprana bajo presión.
Tradução: Rush. Ritmos Grace Under Pressure místico.
Tradução: Rush. Red Sector A Grace Under Pressure.
