The Narrative - Castling | Текст Иностранной Песни
Dress, dress me down I don't mind Leave me to my insides I don't need this lonely skin anymore Take, take it all rook to king I've been
The Narrative - Starving For Attention | Текст Иностранной Песни
These girls are cut out from magazines wearing pride on fashionable sleeves corner boys with swerving glances settle into leg-locked trances those poor bastards never stand
The Narrative - Turncoat | Текст Иностранной Песни
Turncoat parents and the children that never arrived pawn shop rings and a road swallowed up by the sky and though the static on the radio was signaling that this was the end
The Narrative - Empty Space | Текст Иностранной Песни
So tell me, if you're ready Then why are your palms sweaty? Grab tight, your knuckles white Wind up and swing with all your might All that will be hanging, by days
The Narrative - End All | Текст Иностранной Песни
Say when and I'll come hang my coat at your door you can touch me all you want with one eye on the cloc I hold you here in my mind where I am coming undone
The Narrative - Chasing A Feeling | Текст Иностранной Песни
Creature from another life Walking out from in the light The times is wrong, place is right And he crosses to the other side He reached out and touched her hand
The Narrative - Hallelujah | Текст Иностранной Песни
You were only giving me the time of day And it was hard for me to keep that smile straight In the corner of the bar around the way from me But I knew what would become of us that
The Narrative - Trains | Текст Иностранной Песни
Trains on train tracks are made to come back from every place that they've ever been a 7:30 a sunday off peak I knew she'd leave me but not like
The Narrative - Don't Want To Fall | Текст Иностранной Песни
This is a decision that I've know for a while made, I remind my self as I'm walking up to your gate. through the wire and diamonds I can see your shape, your fumbling
The Narrative - Waiting Room | Текст Иностранной Песни
Waiting in line, passing the time reading four month old magazines. The pale walls given life by the florescent lights, exposing stains in the carpeting. And sitting
