Tekster:
Midlake Bamnan And Slivercork

and he said you might be right we'll find them in time somewhere i had a dream He was a great balloon maker then they outlawed all balloons he packed up and

felt he had made it and starts to come down. a crowd of people that followed were cheering loud. but then something went wrong and he couldn't get back anywhere. and

fly and i couldn't make where to go so i stood alone with dirty face from cupcakes in the air. and at that time i wish i'd known you with laserbeams and

gusto maybe we could overtake him with a trumpet lightly sleeps the jungler wakes up and there goes with the gold but not all the gold safely waits in this place and

so long. but life it hurts for someone. and you're someone. so soon. so soon. so long. and when you're gone, you're gone. and life it hurts for someone