Letras:
Rush Power Windows

: It's not how fast you can go The force goes into the flow If you pick up the beat You can forget about the heat More than just survival More than

quite enough Sometimes we are too tender Sometimes we're too tough If we get too much attention It gets hard to overrule So often fragile power turns

capture my thoughts And carry them away Mysteries of night escape the light of day Mystic rhythms -- under northern lights Primitive things stir The hearts of everyone We sometimes catch a window

: I see the Middle Kingdom between Heaven and Earth Like the Chinese call the country of their birth We all figure that our homes are set above Other

The office door closed early The hidden bottle came out The salesman turned to close the blinds A little slow now, a little stout But he's still heading

Carry them away Mysteries of night, escape the light of day Mystic rhythms Under northern lights Or the African sun Primitive things stir the hearts of everyone We sometimes catch a window

I see the middle kingdom between Heaven and Earth Like the Chinese call the country of their birth We all figure that our homes, our homes are set above

Tradução: Rush. Proyecto Manhattan Ventanas eléctricas.

never quite enough Sometimes we are too tender Sometimes we're too tough If we get too much attention It gets hard to overrule So often fragile power