08 fevereiro 2014








romeiro, romeiro, quem és tu?



Once divided, nothing left to subtract
Some words when spoken can't be taken back
Walks on his own with thoughts he can't help thinking
Future's above but in the past he's slow and sinking
Caught a bolt 'a lightnin' cursed the day he let it go
Nothingman... nothingman, isn't it something?
She once believed in every story he had to tell
One day she stiffened, took the other side
Empty stares from each corner of a shared prison cell
One just escapes one's left inside the well
And he who forgets will be destined to remember
Nothingman... nothingman, isn't it something?
Oh she don't want him, oh she won't feed him after he's flown away
Oh into the sun, ah into the sun
Burn... nothingman... nothingman, isn't it something?









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