Тексты песен Aconite Thrill

Pushing these tin cans around every city street When it was so hard to feel the abvious need for a power feeding We sit here, you hold my hand We'll watch water lapping on sand And now it's all gone A

I listened so hard from school to my home The words were so strong Spoke right to my heart I was itching to take up the rold It seems so clear now That we make our own We always make our own and mould

Enclosed in a shell It's like a fine line between 'all of them' and 'all in me' And I remember starting to feel it And I would just wonder how it was That I had blanked myself for so long I felt like

The show looks great tonight - all glitter and gold And I'd be lying if I said I didn't love this place most of the time But I've got a wandering mind And I can't stay here all night I'm needed and ne