“ran out of cigarettes get me some new“
the bartender does the best job he can
saying “good morning“ to a honky tonk man
but i must walk ‘till i reach the end
i can feel my destiny so close at hand
and i must walk ‘till i reach the end
i can feel my destiny so close at hand
i can feel my destiny
he can read the smile i send
my life is a highway with a dead end
heavy raindrops hit my face
as i cross the parking space
the running engine of an empty car
reality shatters like an old fruit jar
i know this kind of silence
talk to me please talk
but i must walk ‘till i reach the end
i can feel my destiny so close at hand
and i must walk ‘till i reach the end
i can feel my destiny so close at hand
in a motel watching mtv
a newspaper ad seeking for me
dial your number imagine your face
all the memories so easy to trace
i hear your voice i have the choice
you know this kind of silence
you know this kind of silence
but i must walk ‘till i reach the end
i can feel my destiny so close at hand
and i must walk ‘till i reach the end
i can feel my destiny so close at hand
i can feel
and the sinking sun opens her golden gate
no matter how fast i drive i’m always a little late
a highway patrol tries to stop me
the officer asking for my id
and i go for my wallet
like i would go for my gun
1 | Кто создал тебя |
2 | The Invention Of Solitude |
3 | And-Y? |
4 | Decadence Is Excellence |
5 | Blush |
6 | Snowflakes |
7 | She Doesn't Exist |
8 | Talking Infinity |
9 | Bonfire |
10 | Starsnail |