A keresés eredménye

The sky is unhappy with us

The sky is unhappy with us,
Foam and waves started pouring at the houses.
Could anyone have thought?
Nobody was thinking, and nobody is to blame.
 
Don’t listen to the news,
Don’t listen to the news, don’t look back.
Could anyone have thought?
Nobody understood, and nobody is to blame.
 
And you know, I saw in a dream
How the lights are playing, tearing houses apart.
And you know, it’s kind of cute
That the lights are playing, tearing houses apart.
It seems that both we and the dawn have lost
Close your eyes.
 
The sky is unhappy with us,
Foam and waves started pouring at the houses.
The sky knows that I am in pain,
No one understood, and no one is to blame.
 
Don’t listen to the news,
Don’t listen to the news, don’t look back.
The sky knows that I am in pain,
No one understood, and no one is to blame.
 
And you know, I saw in a dream
How the lights are playing, tearing houses apart.
And you know, it’s kind of cute
That the lights are playing, tearing houses apart.
It seems that we and the dawn have lost
Close your eyes.
 

Taller than the houses

(Verse 1)
In these cities
We could've become
Taller than the houses
Come out, let's go
Breath the fire
Everything is burning around us
These cities
Can give us
Anything that we'll take
 
(pre-chorus)
Choose a dress
Try everything
It beats inside
Like a white nestling
And your power is in it
 
(chorus)
Everything is ready
Everything is ready, jump without fear
Your power lies in the fact,
That no one can speak for you
Oooh
There's none, there's no power bigger than yours
Oooh
There's none, no, there's none
 

Clouds

Clouds, may you take away
This heart of stone
For me to never find
And throw gold sand to the wind
 
Clouds, may you take away
Take it all, to the last drop
My body's aching from the cold
The silent yearning harrowing my head
 
And I wouldn't ask
Nothing to do with the skies
But my body's aching from the cold
The silent yearning harrowing my head
 
Black houses bare their windows, bare their windows
And I am somewhere there
 
Bare their windows, bare their windows
And I am somewhere there
 
The clouds won't listen
They won't come back
 
No-one's there to take you away now
No-one's there to put the broken pieces together
 
And I wouldn't ask
Nothing to do with the skies
But my body's aching from the cold
The silent yearning harrowing my head
 
Black houses bare their windows, bare their windows
And I am somewhere there
 
Bare their windows, bare their windows
And I am somewhere there
 
No fear, nowhere to run, not sorry for anyone
No fear, nowhere to run, not sorry for anyone
 
Nobody's sorry, for anyone.