Broken people get recycled and I hope that I will. Sometimes we're thrown off our pathways what I thought was my way home wasn't the place I know I'm certain nothing's certain what we own becomes our prison my possessions will be gone back to where they came from
Blame, no one is to blame as natural as the rain that falls here comes the Flood again
See the rock that you hold onto is it gonna save you when the earth begins to crumble? why d'you feel you have to hold on? imagine if you let go
Blame, no one is to blame as natural as the rain that falls here comes the Flood again
Wash away the weight that pulls you down Ride the waves that free you from the dust
don't trust your eyes its easy to believe them know in your heart that you can leave your prison
don't trust your mind it's not always listening turn on the lights and feel the ancient rhythm
don't trust your eyes its easy to believe them know in your heart that you can leave your prison
Blame, no one is to blame as natural as the rain that falls here comes the Flood again _________________ Люди, которым нечего терять, легко меняют свою жизнь. И я надеюсь, что собьюсь с пути, Который считала своей дорогой к дому. Я знаю, что такого места нет.
Нет, я вовсе не боюсь перемен. Но совершенно не правильно, когда Всё достигнутое нами, становится нашей тюрьмой. И однажды всё нажитое мною уйдет Туда же откуда пришло.
Обвиняй, Но ведь никто не виноват. Это также естественно, как дождь, падая, Приносит новое наводнение.
Взгляни на то, что кажется надежным, за что так держишься. Ты это собираешься спасать, Когда земля начнет уходить из под ног? Почему ты считаешь, что оно стоит того? Представь, что ты освободился от всего.
Обвиняй, Но ведь никто не виноват. Это также естественно, как дождь, падая, Приносит новое наводнение.
Освободись от груза, который тянет тебя вниз. Легки пути свободные от пыли.
Не верь глазам - Они слишком доверчивы, Лишь сердце знает Как освободиться из заточения.
Не доверяй разуму - Он не всегда прислушивается. Зажги огонь, И отдайся древнему ритму.
Обвиняй, Но ведь никто не виноват. Это также естественно, как дождь, падая, Приносит новое наводнение. Broken people get recycled and I hope that I will. Sometimes we're thrown off our pathways I thought it was my way home wasn't the place I know I'm certain nothing's certain what we own becomes our prison my possessions will be gone back to where they came from
Blame, no one is to blame as natural as the rain here comes the Flood again
That you hold onto is it gonna save you when the earth begins to crumble? why d'you feel you have to hold on? imagine if you let go
Blame, no one is to blame as natural as the rain here comes the Flood again
Wash away the weight that pulls you down Ride the waves
don't trust your eyes its easy to believe them know in your heart that you can leave your prison
don't trust your mind it's not always listening turn on the lights and feel the ancient rhythm
don't trust your eyes its easy to believe them know in your heart that you can leave your prison
Blame, no one is to blame as natural as the rain here comes the Flood again _________________ People who have nothing to lose easily change their lives. And I hope to get out of the way, Who considered her way to home. I know that there is no such place.
No, I'm not afraid of change at all. But absolutely not right when Everything that we achieve becomes our prison. And one day everything that I have acquired will go away. Where it came from.
Blame But no one is to blame. It is also natural, like rain, falling, Brings a new flood.
Take a look at what seems reliable, what you are holding on to. You are going to save it, When will the earth begin to go under your feet? Why do you think it is worth it? Imagine that you are free from everything.
Blame But no one is to blame. It is also natural, like rain, falling, Brings a new flood.
Get rid of the load that pulls you down. Easy paths free from dust.
Do not believe your eyes - They are too trusting Only heart knows How to free yourself from imprisonment.
Do not trust the mind - He does not always listen. Light the fire And surrender to the ancient rhythm.
Blame But no one is to blame. It is also natural, like rain, falling, Brings a new flood.