Текст песни fogelberg dan - Loose Ends
fogelberg dan - Loose Ends слова песни
Climbing a mountainIn darknessStranded alone on the ledge.Every attempt that I make to hold onPushes me nearer the edge.Sensing the changes impendingMy thoughts are diffused by despairI feel like I`m swimming straight upUnderwaterDesperately racing for airI`m racing for air.And the chords struck at birthGrow more distantYet, we strike them again and again.And we plead and we prayFor a glimmer of dayAs the night folds its wingsAnd descendsExposing the loose ends.Surrounding myself with possessionsI surely have more than I needI don`t know if this is justice, hard earned,Or simply a matter of greedA matter of greed.And the chords struck at birthGrow more distantYet, we strike them again and again.And we plead and we prayFor a glimmer of dayAs the night folds its wingsAnd descends...Exposing the loose ends.And the chords struck at birthGrow more distantYet, we strike them again and again.And we plead and we prayFor a glimmer of dayAs the night folds its wingsAnd descends...Exposing the loose ends.