Текст песни SAVATAGE - Paragons Of Innocence
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Текст песни SAVATAGE - Paragons Of Innocence
DayInto nightInto dayInto I don't know you anymore( )But I standWhere you sayThinking all the time you planned itYou've been gone away too longLeaving us to carry onThough in truth you never triedJust stepped back and watched the slideParagons of innocenceQuestioning of your intentNever quite sure what you meantFrom the other sideMoments on the carouselMust admit we ride it wellAnd the horses never tellAll throughout the rideThat no one leavesNo one leavesNo one leaves...AliveTimeOn my handsSlips awayTill I just don't feel it anymoreThinking backWhen I canTo the time when it began withBits of dreams all in a lineAnd somehow we missed the signsThat it all was never realAnd in truth a fatal dealParagons of innocenceQuestioning of your intentNever quite sure what you meantFrom the other sideMoments on the carouselMust admit we ride it wellAnd the horses never tellAll throughout the rideNo one leavesNo one leavesNo one leaves...AliveThere always comes a timeWhen you do what you want to doYou know you shouldn't do itBut you do it anywayAnd when he had that timeWhen he knew what he wanted toHe quickly placed his orderThough he never thought he'd payBut the lines turned to liesAnd the lies turned to tanglesAnd you're pale as a cadaverThough you think it doesn't showSo you live with the liesAnd the friends that it gathersBut somewhere in your heart you know youGot to let itGot to let itGoParagons of innocenceQuestioning of your intentNever quite sure what you meantFrom the other sideMoments on the carouselMust admit we ride it wellAnd the horses never tellAll throughout the rideNo one leavesNo one leavesNo one leaves...AliveThen the sailor picked a coat upThat had been laying thereAnd placed it over the bodyAnd then he said a little prayerAnd the ocean brought in on a waveAn old waterlogged wreathAnd pushed it up along the sandTill it touched the dead man's feetAnd written on that wreathIn letters of gold foilWas the name veronica guerinBut the letters were bent and soiledThe sailor said I see these flowersThat you so kindly gaveAre obviously from far awayAnd from another's graveAnd I cannot help but to thinkThe sailor gently saidThat it's unwise in god eyesTo steal flowers from the deadThe ocean said please trust me friendThis gift will cause no painAnd the person to whom they once belongedWould surely say the sameYou see this wreath was from the funeralOf a woman who showed no fearOf men who lived in mansionsBought with other people's tearsOf men who lived in mansionsBought with bits of others lives