Текст песни Del Amitri - Ceasefire
Del Amitri - Ceasefire слова песни
Good luck and lost loves knifeCut a path leading through my lifeI weave through the gusts of changeAs a kite might through the sky.I feel down and degradedLike I felt when you and me began to tireAnd we stopped long agoBut I thought it was just ceasefire.I can leave the past behind like any normal man can doBut what I find most of the timeIs that I have been left behind you.I can feel time pushing me forwardSo what does it matter what direction Im pointed in? No one else used to sing my sad chorusNow I feel that they too have joined in.Bad luck and lucky breaksCut paths right through our livesWe follow the blind mans bluffLike lorrys follow white lines in the night.And by our nature we are kept aloneNo matter haw long your nailsYou cant cut out of the womb.And if I cant crash off-courseYou must be maroonedAnd we will not be able to go back toThe source of this wound.