Don't Look Down (исполнитель: Tabula Rasa)
He dreamed [bad word] away The sodden songbird Oh my sweet stay [bad word] run [bad word] run These flaccid perches were made to pray Find me in fields of white The dripping sunshine was hatched to bite [bad word] run [bad word] run [bad word] .. Dreamed [bad word] away The sodden songbird Oh my sweet stay [bad word] run run [bad word] .. Ripped wings like moons tides and Ripped wings with the sun they collide Burnt and ready to fly Into pieces sky With the sun they collide His dreams of somewhere bleed out Pools of scarlet-infested doubt [bad word] run [bad word] run These flaccid perches were made to shout Find me in blades of grass These shards of meadow Your silence so crass [bad word] run [bad word] [bad word] .. Dreamed [bad word] away These flaccid perches were made to pray [bad word] run run [bad word] .. Ripped wings like moons tides and Ripped wings with the sun they collide Burnt and ready to fly Into pieces sky With the sun they collide