Refugees
Atlas Genius« Refugees » est une chanson de Atlas Genius, 2015, Pop. La chanson dure 4:08, 43 lines / 267 words.
Paroles
0:13Roads of gold are forever dulled
0:16Taking stock of what you lost and what you want to take
0:25Roads of time will be straight again
0:29If we stop we can see ahead
0:32The mountains desecrate
0:37So as we caught ourselves astray
0:42We floating on our own
0:45Hoping to reach tomorrow
0:49The ghosts of ours we sent away
0:57Like refugees no where to stay
1:05On the carasell of fallen days
1:13Like refugees no where to stay
1:22Tried to cross at the quiet edge
1:25Fell asleep at the shallow end
1:29The hours turn to grey
1:34I want to feel like you meant it
1:38I want to think that we held it all
1:41As the fever starts to take
1:46So as we caught ourselves astray
1:51We floating on our own
1:53Hoping to reach tomorrow
1:58The ghosts of ours we sent away
2:06Like refugees no where to stay
2:14On the carasell of fallen days
2:22Like refugees no where to stay
2:38I put my thoughts through a metal sift
2:42To sepereate my truth and illusion
2:46And what I find I will forgive
2:50'Cause there aren't really any solutions
2:55You said you felt so alive right at the summer's edge
2:59This moment never resolves there is no end
3:07These ghosts of ours we sent away
3:15Like refugees no where to stay
3:23On a carasell of fallen days
3:32Like refugees no where to stay
3:40This road is unknown
3:44We let go of these ghosts
3:48This road is unknown
3:52We let go of these ghosts
3:56This road is unknown
4:00We let go of these ghosts
4:04This road is unknown
4:08We let go of these ghosts
Roads of gold are forever dulled Taking stock of what you lost and what you want to take Roads of time will be straight again If we stop we can see ahead The mountains desecrate So as we caught ourselves astray We floating on our own Hoping to reach tomorrow The ghosts of ours we sent away Like refugees no where to stay On the carasell of fallen days Like refugees no where to stay Tried to cross at the quiet edge Fell asleep at the shallow end The hours turn to grey I want to feel like you meant it I want to think that we held it all As the fever starts to take So as we caught ourselves astray We floating on our own Hoping to reach tomorrow The ghosts of ours we sent away Like refugees no where to stay On the carasell of fallen days Like refugees no where to stay I put my thoughts through a metal sift To sepereate my truth and illusion And what I find I will forgive 'Cause there aren't really any solutions You said you felt so alive right at the summer's edge This moment never resolves there is no end These ghosts of ours we sent away Like refugees no where to stay On a carasell of fallen days Like refugees no where to stay This road is unknown We let go of these ghosts This road is unknown We let go of these ghosts This road is unknown We let go of these ghosts This road is unknown We let go of these ghosts
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