Seventeen Songtext
von Shadow Keep
Seventeen Songtext
What is this forced sympathy for heartbeats in the universe
Distracting masses from our dirt
The planet earth is dying so how more can we wait
For a signal sent from far from deep
I′d like to spare your belief but how could they hear our call
It's echo has spinned and trapped our scream
There are two worlds and two worlds only
But the plane between them count as one
From the sides, dim and twice as many...
Mark my words eight and eight and one will be the magic number, seventeen
... at least that′s what the lady said
A tragic number, seventeen
That's what revealed the Star, le dix-sept
Whatever these words may mean...
The omen is upon us, the Gipsy read our blood red dusk
Philosophers and prophets have failed to bend our curse
Ashes to Ashes for this world
It doesn't really matter for no one seems to care
What happens in the final stage
There are two worlds and two worlds only
But the plane between them count as one
From the sides, dim and twice as many...
Mark my words eight and eight and one will be the magic number, seventeen
...at least that′s what the lady said
A tragic number, seventeen
That′s what revealed the Star, le dix-sept
The magic number, seventeen...
At least that's what the lady said
A tragic number, seventeen
That′s what revealed the Star, le dix-sept
Seventeen...
Distracting masses from our dirt
The planet earth is dying so how more can we wait
For a signal sent from far from deep
I′d like to spare your belief but how could they hear our call
It's echo has spinned and trapped our scream
There are two worlds and two worlds only
But the plane between them count as one
From the sides, dim and twice as many...
Mark my words eight and eight and one will be the magic number, seventeen
... at least that′s what the lady said
A tragic number, seventeen
That's what revealed the Star, le dix-sept
Whatever these words may mean...
The omen is upon us, the Gipsy read our blood red dusk
Philosophers and prophets have failed to bend our curse
Ashes to Ashes for this world
It doesn't really matter for no one seems to care
What happens in the final stage
There are two worlds and two worlds only
But the plane between them count as one
From the sides, dim and twice as many...
Mark my words eight and eight and one will be the magic number, seventeen
...at least that′s what the lady said
A tragic number, seventeen
That′s what revealed the Star, le dix-sept
The magic number, seventeen...
At least that's what the lady said
A tragic number, seventeen
That′s what revealed the Star, le dix-sept
Seventeen...
Writer(s): Chris Lindsey, Aimee Mayo, Bill Luther Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com