Strange World
Late night i'm in the bed,
the same thinking around my head.Unquiet...
I can't sleep from time ago,
the traffic's lights don't stops to grow again
I take my coat and start to run,
I need the sea or open bar,
forced need to disappear .
I'm on the road of thousand miles,
my life spins out space and time
I lost my faith... or my keys?.
Do you find the answers on the tv shows?...who knows?
I hear the sounds that they travel for the walls I just follow the music, the sweet little music.
hate, joy and pain, drown this faint melody, cause we're living in a strange world,
we're living in the same world, that you live...
In a corner i stop to hear,
the tunes resounds in my teeths is near.
The city breathes blood sweat and tears,
the human crave their innocence too late.
I find a man who plays the song,
and buy a beer to a chinese dumb
This is my way... to be ok...
my chest feel his guitar vibes
in the alley sings like a wild
barefoot, singing a blues.
and while you are finding answers on the tv shows, WHO CARES?
I hear the sounds that they travel for the walls I just follow the music, the sweet little music.
hate, joy and pain, drown this faint melody, cause we're living in a strange world,
we're living in the same world, that you live...
The Trash sometimes hides a gift,
like a musician between the freeze
In the street, playing a masterpiece.
People walk across the wind newspapers dancing with de leaps
I feel alive, I feel alive
Why do you find the anwers on the tv shows?. Who knows?
I hear the sounds that they travel for the walls I just follow the music, the sweet little music.
hate, joy and pain, drown this faint melody, cause we're living in a strange world,
we're living in the same world
hate join and pain...
cause we livinig in a strange world
we leave in the same world where you live.
where you live.
the same thinking around my head.Unquiet...
I can't sleep from time ago,
the traffic's lights don't stops to grow again
I take my coat and start to run,
I need the sea or open bar,
forced need to disappear .
I'm on the road of thousand miles,
my life spins out space and time
I lost my faith... or my keys?.
Do you find the answers on the tv shows?...who knows?
I hear the sounds that they travel for the walls I just follow the music, the sweet little music.
hate, joy and pain, drown this faint melody, cause we're living in a strange world,
we're living in the same world, that you live...
In a corner i stop to hear,
the tunes resounds in my teeths is near.
The city breathes blood sweat and tears,
the human crave their innocence too late.
I find a man who plays the song,
and buy a beer to a chinese dumb
This is my way... to be ok...
my chest feel his guitar vibes
in the alley sings like a wild
barefoot, singing a blues.
and while you are finding answers on the tv shows, WHO CARES?
I hear the sounds that they travel for the walls I just follow the music, the sweet little music.
hate, joy and pain, drown this faint melody, cause we're living in a strange world,
we're living in the same world, that you live...
The Trash sometimes hides a gift,
like a musician between the freeze
In the street, playing a masterpiece.
People walk across the wind newspapers dancing with de leaps
I feel alive, I feel alive
Why do you find the anwers on the tv shows?. Who knows?
I hear the sounds that they travel for the walls I just follow the music, the sweet little music.
hate, joy and pain, drown this faint melody, cause we're living in a strange world,
we're living in the same world
hate join and pain...
cause we livinig in a strange world
we leave in the same world where you live.
where you live.
Credits
Writer(s): Francisco Silva Castignani
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