Bush - Hurricane Тексты

Sky's ripped open by the sun
Daylight comes but not soon enough
Speed down your track in search of you
Strapped to the back of what we do
And these are times of troubled nerves
Only you to make it work


Ages of change ahead of us
I'd rather stall than fake a line
Lost to the cities of the night
Lost in the world to make it right


Heart, break
Heartbreakin novacane
Won't help the pain
Out of control
i'm in a hurricane
head and heart have broken down
Out of control
I
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