Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Geluid


Koppel


Moeilijkheidsgraad


Accent



interfacetaal

nl

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Cookie beleid   |   Steun   |   FAQ
1
registreren / inloggen
Lyrkit

doneren

5$

Lyrkit

doneren

10$

Lyrkit

doneren

20$

Lyrkit

En/of steun mij op sociaal gebied. netwerken:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Information Society

Empty 3.0

 

Empty 3.0

(album: Don't Be Afraid - 1997)


And someone came out of a dream... and it was me. I knew I was he because I had been told that I was, by others both in the dream and outside of it. The black deer told me, "Don't be afraid"

It'll never be over, will it?

Crawl across the floor
If it feels like something you know
Curl up in a ball
If it feels like home

Sleep as much as you can
If you can't sleep then lay there
Pick at yourself
Until you feel pure

Something's pulling you to the floor
Like a long-time friend
Someone's banging your head on the wall
As a means to an end

This must be the end of you
But you know this will never stop
You can't hear anything anymore
Just the hammer in your chest

Walk on through the growing noise
Of your inescapable path
Walk willingly into the dark
Nothing can touch you now

Empty
Empty
Empty
Filling up with sick

Like water in your lungs
Sucking yellow fog around your head

Once you were a child
The world was darker then
Fear was in the hall
But you won't think about that now

Just some warmth and a home
And an end to the task
Your doors are standing wide open
But it's too late for you now

Something's pulling you to the floor
Like a longtime friend
Someone's banging your head on the wall
As a means to an end

Empty
Empty
Empty
Filling up with sick

Ammonia in your blood
Burning plastic wound around your hand

Lord, I am tired
Look at yourself
Lord, I am tired
What a day this is
Lord, I am tired
Look at yourself
What a day this is
Sometimes I wonder if you really understand

And although it's not quite the time
Although we've just begun to leave
We will tarry not to say we were wrong
To leave behind the silent reproach
And when our eyes are searching out
And our hearts are beating strong
We'll have a reason not to grieve
With holly leaves and scanning skies
And if the colors fade into night
And the storms our heads enclose
And our souls are set against one another
If the seas receive us not
And the skies mock our lowliness
Then we shall still love one another
For we are two, together
For we are two, together

Lord, I am tired
Look at yourself
Lord, I am tired
What a day this is
Lord, I am tired
Look at yourself
What a day this is
Sometimes I wonder if you really understand

klaar

Heb je alle onbekende woorden uit dit nummer toegevoegd?