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Chris Cornell

Time

 

Time

(альбом: Scream - 2009)


We don't talk like we used to.
The perfect present is no longer the future.
And I can't find it, trust me I looked around.
Seems like all the sand is at the bottom now.

We gotta know, know when to fight, know when to hold, and when to let it go.
I hope we survive because it's passing by,
I won't be surprised if it all up and blows.

Time time time (If it all up and blows) time time time time (I wish we could rewind)
time time time (I wish we could rewind) time time time time (I wish we could rewind)

We are the shore, the wave is rising
We are the dust made out of diamonds
When metal rusts, we are all drowning
Island of man, we are surrounded

We gotta know, know when to fight, know when to hold, and when to let it go.
I hope we survive because it's passing by,
I won't be surprised if it all up and blows.

Time time time (If it all up and blows) time time time time (I wish we could rewind)
time (time, time, time, time, time) time time time time time time (I wish we could rewind)

Make a little love, make a little war, tell me how it feels dreaming without a future
have a little laugh, have a little cry, each moment gets us closer to saying goodbye
Make a little love, make a little war, tell me how it feels dreaming without a future
have a little laugh, have a little cry, each moment gets us closer to saying goodbye

Big hand keeps getting closer to the little hand all good things come to an end and turn around again
The big hand keeps getting closer to the little hand all good things come to an end

We gotta know, know when to fight, know when to hold, and when to let it go.
I hope we survive because it's passing by,
I won't be surprised if it all up and blows.

Time time time (If it all up and blows) time time time time (I wish we could rewind)
time time time (I wish we could rewind) time time time time (I wish we could rewind)

Time time time (If it all up and blows) time time time time (I wish we could rewind)
time (time, time, time, time, time) time time time time time time (I wish we could rewind)

I wish we could rewind

([Timbaland:] smoking on a cigarette, my six pack's right beside me [x4] beside me [x14])

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