Vaya con Dios
Time Flies
It's been such a funny day I don't know why Walking on an endless lane Life passing me by Tomorrow is calling But I'm dragging my feet The skies are indecently clear But I can't stand the heat
Sleepwalking in a haze Stumbling like a child Dragons that I used to chase Tease me from inside The future's uncertain Just like yesterday Memories of heaven Can be taken away
You know, time flies And the rebels, one day They all go quiet Ain't no money, ain't nobody That can buy you peace of mind They say you learn from your mistakes It's a lie
My redemption has been staged Numerous times But the angels of passion Still taunt me, in my sleep They keep throwing petals and thorns Underneath my feet
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