Amid Peals کے بول

Are they vagabonds in your phrases Drowned voices in the edge of time Amid peals of laughter In stillness and my beast goes rapidly and hides My wild thoughts of you Do they feel this time See it through to the end Part is wasted and part still goes I won't heed your call I have left myself here and I won't let you go (I may lost myself but your scenes still goes) My wild thoughts (of you) Do they know (if I'm guilty) (Make me wear) this time See it through to the end