June
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Welcome home And welcome out from the boyish life It´s now everything shapes And in the evening will I collapse, in your arms It´s now all shows It´s here, women are toys It´s your choice It´s here, the sound explodes It´s your voice Rock n' roll, chained my soul To another side of the mirror Into a land I never seen before I´m trapped inside this serenity Death greets warm poetry Send Mercy Living among the cigars and stars I need no one else I got my cars School is a giant fool Creating you into someone's tool I don't need that, I have cover Building a bridge over the endless hangover I love this To run over thin ice Words are spinning, while I´m shouting for the moon Baby, don't rock if you can't roll Darkest secrets, exposing weakly soon All we need is time to fill I´m resting my eyes, just for a while I see green fields in one endless mile The sky is hole again Green and blue, all gathered by you No more pain Now I feel that smile The haze breaks up A beem of light right into her eyes I rhobe of the colour of my eyes Can't realize She said to me; remain hole 'till you´re home, again I miss her gentle wonders // Jocke Vesa
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