Текст (слова) песни: Feenom Circle - Days Go By

[Side B]
its vertical on the horizon, my presence is missed
residing in the only place where joy and pain co-exist
I breathe a different kind of air now, the sweetest oxygen
the scent of my youth, a fluid nostalgia was a visual intoxicant
no longer bottled up...
reminiscin while they poured it in a bottomless cup
I savored it when I tasted it, at times I wasted it
drowning in the shallowest sorrow
but now I`m living only for the yesterdays of tomorrow
my mind frames a photograph of time frames of the past
every moment I`m living is half as long as it lasts
we cant feast before we fast, every supper`s my last
I kept my mind open, eyes closed, and hands clasped
sippin hours from the glass of father time and mother earth
it`s like a circle plus five, I`m celebratin my birth
even though it ain`t the twenty-third day of september
remindin me of all the things that I forgot to remember
like the sunlight that guides the rains choreography
as I live the final pages of my autobiography feelin blessed
man I`m feelin blessed..

I`m life one step at a time, I`m life one step at a time

Living in the moment, trying to live out my destiny
Came from the strongest source
Ain`t gonna wander, off course
Still the days go by, blessed one time
Night and day coincide
I just wanna live, I just wanna live

[Oatmeal]
I`m kinda antsy on my feet, on these downtown streets
these people hustle hustle for a seat, I can`t compete
A moment of clarity is all that`s needed
I weeded out the noise
The city meshed in petty feuds
Fine tuned to a single voice
My heart pumps out the words
Pen in hand I keep the pace
Easy as it comes, it can go
I`m trying to hold down this space for a moment
Keeping the next 24 hours in mind
I`m keeping my soul aligned
With my actions, each muscle relaxing my inner peace
I`m looking at my self and I`m asking am I complete
See I`mma soak up what I can before the index hits delete
All the colors, all the taste
What I feel up in this place
All the sun up in these rays, theres a number on my days
I spit each rhyme like my last, every word to every phrase
Sacrafice my own for what it`s worth, that`s my way
My existence, I travel through time to leave my mark
No resistancece, don`t want it to end before it starts
I live my life…

[Raw J]
Touched by a tune, embracing composition
Words can`t do it justice
It`s like the humming and singing that Ma do in the kitchen
A vision of seeing a stage rendition with my brethren...
This morning I awoke next to love
Not gonna fight you no mo`
Not going to push you to the door...It`s a gift
Unwrapping the pendulum that squeezed
more or less trying to let my heart breath
The sky so blue you would swear it`s the ocean
The depths of a recovering man roller coasting
The city stares at me, when walking its down I look
Trying to shape these ink blotches inside of this book...Therapy
A bum`s drunken soliloquy got me bare-footing to the ends
Saw death tug the laces of undeserving friends...Live and pray
With my hands holding a self taught bible
With my head half on a pillow, half on a wall
Laying down, scrawling blood, writing this for y`all
I was given this world and only asked to conduct
And go about like I don`t give a fuck about nothing else but living

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Все тексты песен: Feenom Circle
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» Feenom Circle - Masters Too
» Feenom Circle - I Ain`t Askin`
» Feenom Circle - Nothing Yet
» Feenom Circle - Tunnelvision
» Feenom Circle - Borrowed Time
» Feenom Circle - Misunderstanding
» Feenom Circle - Days Go By


Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Feenom Circle - Days Go By [Side B] its vertical on the horizon, my presence is missed residing in the only place where joy and pain co-exist I breathe a different kind of air now, the sweetest oxygen the scent of my youth, a fluid nostalgia was a visual intoxicant no longer bottled up... reminiscin while they poured it in a bottomless cup I savored it when I tasted it, at times I wasted it drowning in the shallowest sorrow but now I`m living only for the yesterdays of tomorrow my mind frames a photograph of time frames of the past every moment I`m living is half as long as it lasts we cant feast before we fast, every supper`s my last I kept my mind open, eyes closed, and hands clasped sippin hours from the glass of father time and mother earth it`s like a circle plus five, I`m celebratin my birth even though it ain`t the twenty-third day of september remindin me of all the things that I forgot to remember like the sunlight that guides the rains choreography as I live the final pages of my autobiography feelin blessed man I`m feelin blessed.. I`m life one step at a time, I`m life one step at a time Living in the moment, trying to live out my destiny Came from the strongest source Ain`t gonna wander, off course Still the days go by, blessed one time Night and day coincide I just wanna live, I just wanna live [Oatmeal] I`m kinda antsy on my feet, on these downtown streets these people hustle hustle for a seat, I can`t compete A moment of clarity is all that`s needed I weeded out the noise The city meshed in petty feuds Fine tuned to a single voice My heart pumps out the words Pen in hand I keep the pace Easy as it comes, it can go I`m trying to hold down this space for a moment Keeping the next 24 hours in mind I`m keeping my soul aligned With my actions, each muscle relaxing my inner peace I`m looking at my self and I`m asking am I complete See I`mma soak up what I can before the index hits delete All the colors, all the taste What I feel up in this place All the sun up in these rays, theres a number on my days I spit each rhyme like my last, every word to every phrase Sacrafice my own for what it`s worth, that`s my way My existence, I travel through time to leave my mark No resistancece, don`t want it to end before it starts I live my life… [Raw J] Touched by a tune, embracing composition Words can`t do it justice It`s like the humming and singing that Ma do in the kitchen A vision of seeing a stage rendition with my brethren... This morning I awoke next to love Not gonna fight you no mo` Not going to push you to the door...It`s a gift Unwrapping the pendulum that squeezed more or less trying to let my heart breath The sky so blue you would swear it`s the ocean The depths of a recovering man roller coasting The city stares at me, when walking its down I look Trying to shape these ink blotches inside of this book...Therapy A bum`s drunken soliloquy got me bare-footing to the ends Saw death tug the laces of undeserving friends...Live and pray With my hands holding a self taught bible With my head half on a pillow, half on a wall Laying down, scrawling blood, writing this for y`all I was given this world and only asked to conduct And go about like I don`t give a fuck about nothing else but living Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Days Go By: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/105/1/7504.html Все тексты песен: Feenom Circle » Feenom Circle - Circulation » Feenom Circle - Masters Too » Feenom Circle - I Ain`t Askin` » Feenom Circle - Nothing Yet » Feenom Circle - Tunnelvision » Feenom Circle - Borrowed Time » Feenom Circle - Misunderstanding » Feenom Circle - Days Go By Рекомендуем скачать: » Юрий Лорес - Кафе на Дизенгоф » Юрий Устинов - Лагуны, лагуны, коралловый смех... » Ю.Г. - Картинки » Юрий Лорес - Урок истории » Юрий Визбор - Я сам не знаю страну Китая... » Юрий Антонов - Все как прежде » Юрий Любаров - Аллочка » Юрий Панюшкин - Ох, не падал я с сарая » Юрий Карпов - Телефонный разговор... » Юрий Устинов - Я сам с собой затеял спор... » Юрий Визбор - Как песни, перетертые до дыр... » Юрий Визбор - Курильские острова » Юрий Лоза - Папа к подъезду пригнал "Жигули" » Юрий Лоза - Над деревней Клюевкой » Юрий Ильченко - Memento mori » Ю.Началова - Угадай мелодию весны » Юлий Ким - Петрушка » Юрий Визбор - Деревня Новлянки » Юрий Зыков - Свято место пусто не бывает... » Юрий Визбор - Этот летчик был мальчишка...
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