Drift
Registrierter Benutzer
Nabend zusammen
Möchte euch hier einen selbst geschriebenen Text vorstellen und um eure Kritik und Verbesserungsvorschläge beten. Der Song handelt vom Verlust einer Person, die man Aufgrund von Streitigkeiten in der Vergangenheit lange nicht mehr gesehen hat und nun wohl merkt, dass es zu spät ist dies nachholen zu wollen.
Schonmal meinen Dank im Vorraus,
Drift
Ascending
Everytime I think of you,
i remember our old times.
And they will guide me through the rest.
The rest of my life.
Can't you see?
I'm already gone and
i'm running out of time.
Can't we see?
That sands are running out ... for you and me.
All those nights in which i cried
wont help to bring you back.
There where so many things in life
we still wanted to break.
Can't you see?
I'm already gone and
i'm running out of time.
Can't we see?
That sands are running out.
Silver birds could fly so high,
where bloody angels die.
Remembering thoughts could reach the sky,
when angels bloody die.
All those nights in which i cried
wont help to bring you back.
There where so many things in life
we still wanted to break.
Can't you see?
I'm already gone and
i'm running out of time.
Can't we see?
That sands are running out.
Silver birds could fly so high,
where bloody angels die.
Remembering thoughts could reach the sky,
when angels bloddy die.
Silver birds could fly so high,
where bloody angels die.
Remembering thoughts could reach the sky,
when angels bloddy die.
Möchte euch hier einen selbst geschriebenen Text vorstellen und um eure Kritik und Verbesserungsvorschläge beten. Der Song handelt vom Verlust einer Person, die man Aufgrund von Streitigkeiten in der Vergangenheit lange nicht mehr gesehen hat und nun wohl merkt, dass es zu spät ist dies nachholen zu wollen.
Schonmal meinen Dank im Vorraus,
Drift
Ascending
Everytime I think of you,
i remember our old times.
And they will guide me through the rest.
The rest of my life.
Can't you see?
I'm already gone and
i'm running out of time.
Can't we see?
That sands are running out ... for you and me.
All those nights in which i cried
wont help to bring you back.
There where so many things in life
we still wanted to break.
Can't you see?
I'm already gone and
i'm running out of time.
Can't we see?
That sands are running out.
Silver birds could fly so high,
where bloody angels die.
Remembering thoughts could reach the sky,
when angels bloody die.
All those nights in which i cried
wont help to bring you back.
There where so many things in life
we still wanted to break.
Can't you see?
I'm already gone and
i'm running out of time.
Can't we see?
That sands are running out.
Silver birds could fly so high,
where bloody angels die.
Remembering thoughts could reach the sky,
when angels bloddy die.
Silver birds could fly so high,
where bloody angels die.
Remembering thoughts could reach the sky,
when angels bloddy die.
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