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| Season of Change
life feels so strange. Look into my eyes do you see the truth. I'm lost and alone feelings unknown. They come to me stronger than before. On winds of time my soul will fly. The angels are knocking at my door. Oh now I need to be free from all this hatred I feel inside. Let it be my dreams, let it be my thoughts. All those thing in my heart. One too many days, one too many years I wasted for nothing. I never realized the truth is inside of every man for all to see. Listen to me now I'm so close to you, never felt like this before. The carousel is spinning fast, better enjoy while it lasts. Every moment is like gold, You'll remember when you're old. And the meaning of this life is to live and is to die. Make the best out of your dreams, they are the world where you are free. All the sorrow and the pain will be washed away by rain an eternal joy will come I can be found by everyone. Though the end is drawing near I'm not feeling any fear. I have found the truth inside after all the tears I cry. Season of Change... Stratovarius "Три части Gordon’s, одна водки, 0.5 части Kina Lillet. Хорошо взболтайте, добавьте льда и положите кусочек лимона".007 «Бессмертие животных в потомстве, человека же в славе, заслугах и деяниях», - говорил английский философ Фрэнсис Бэкон. Возможно, что стремление к славе и признанию -своего рода подсознательный страх смерти, попытка ее опередить, оставив свое имя в будущем, еще при жизни. В том будущем, когда тебя уже не будет. | |||||||||||||||
