Testo di La Turmis

He said he would wait until the end of times would come He thought at the end: things never turn the way you want Try to understand he was afraid the sound of words are full of empty space that feel the air of night no one comes around and make you cry things are always the same Try to understand he was afraid the sound of words are full of empty space that feel the air of night no one comes around and make you cry things are always the same He said he would wait until the end of times would come He thought at the end: things never turn the way you want Try to understand he was afraid the sound of words are full of empty space that feel the air of night no one comes around and make you cry things are always the same