To Sail You Away Songtext
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To Sail You Away Songtext
And there we go again, time to measure infinity
You slave before us never alone, to be continued on your own
Let go my precious the future is now
Will we ever see you as equal
Time is precious in that way
The tracks laid down for what we pray
As my story goes, you shouldn′t take me back
This is my final woe, we all know and respect your attack
All venom you spit, hits me right in the eyes
The government tit, you've been sucking it dry
I play with your mind, i play with your soul
Your number is up, a call for your boat
To sail you away would be more like a summit, and a baby in June
Those are flowers you fool, and they′re not for you
Will not straight away - will be saved for your grave
All venom you spit, hits me right in the eyes
The government tit, you've been sucking it dry
I play with your mind, i play with your soul
Your number is up, a call for your boat
To sail you away would be more like a summit, and a baby in June
Those are flowers you fool, and they're not for you
Will not straight away - will be saved for your grave
Another minute winding your clock
Just be still for a while, for a while
You slave before us never alone, to be continued on your own
Let go my precious the future is now
Will we ever see you as equal
Time is precious in that way
The tracks laid down for what we pray
As my story goes, you shouldn′t take me back
This is my final woe, we all know and respect your attack
All venom you spit, hits me right in the eyes
The government tit, you've been sucking it dry
I play with your mind, i play with your soul
Your number is up, a call for your boat
To sail you away would be more like a summit, and a baby in June
Those are flowers you fool, and they′re not for you
Will not straight away - will be saved for your grave
All venom you spit, hits me right in the eyes
The government tit, you've been sucking it dry
I play with your mind, i play with your soul
Your number is up, a call for your boat
To sail you away would be more like a summit, and a baby in June
Those are flowers you fool, and they're not for you
Will not straight away - will be saved for your grave
Another minute winding your clock
Just be still for a while, for a while
Writer(s): Jakob Nordahl Hansen, Bo Sommer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com