(DeGarmoTate) We are all equal but we're individually different and able to reach the impossible if we try. We find faith and strength in the most unlikely
(StoneTate) There's a thunder in my head, a roar I can't escape. I can't ignore this certain fate I'm experiencing something. I can't explain. There's
I'd reconciled my anger got outside of danger. I was waiting for some signal, a sign from angels. it's a strange sensation, a revelation of imagination
(JacksonRockenfieldTate) Lying here awake again. Minutes before dawn I hear your breathing, your heart beat like a song. Lately I've been feeling a little
(DeGarmoTate) When I asked him, he described a thousand lifetimes. At each turn, a hint of what one still must learn. Now I've read the thoughts of philosophers
(JacksonRockenfieldTateWilton) Taken to a place underground, a cavern, ten thousand steps down. The only light was fire fly glow, reflecting in the blue
(DeGarmoRockenfieldTateWilton) With a simple wave, her hand creates my universe. She spins and dances around the fire. Eyes search the open road, caught
You're an angel with your wings broken, wearing sandals that I tripped in. You're a holiday already taken, a cocktail that's stirred never shaken. Your
(TateWilton) Thank-you for the lies, the lies you sold us. Thank-you for this vision of violence. Thank-you for this song you gave me to sing. Thank-you
my best to get to know because everything's at stake. We're the same tribe. Passing through Morocco for the faithful is a trip. Hallucinating visions
Oversættelse: Queensryche. Tribe.
: [Music by: Stone / Tate] There's a thunder in my head, a roar I can't escape. I can't ignore this certain fate I'm experiencing something. I can't
: [Music by: DeGarmo / Rockenfield / Tate / Wilton] With a simple wave, her hand creates my universe. She spins and dances around the fire. Eyes search
: [Music by: DeGarmo / Tate] We are all equal but we're individually different and able to reach the impossible if we try. We find faith and strength
: [Music by: Tate / Wilton] I'd reconciled my anger got outside of danger. I was waiting for some signal, a sign from angels. When the tide turns against
: [Music by: DeGarmo / Tate / Wilton] You're an angel with your wings broken, wearing sandals that I tripped in. You're a holiday already taken, a cocktail
best to get to know because everything's at stake. We're the same tribe. Passing through Morocco for the faithful is a trip. Hallucinating visions drives
