Stranglers - Time To Die Тексты

Time To Die

My eyes have gazed upon things
You couldn 't imagine
Neon storms on the airstrips at Sales Marsh

I saw hope in King Gomez Cape of eyes
Before the Ten Year Fog

Alas these things will disappear
Like shifting sands in an ocean 's bed
Time to die
Time to die
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