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• Artiste: Flying Colors
• Titre: Cosmic Symphony
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I. Still life of the World The moon is stained with midnight tears of fortune Tainted pastures, scarecrows point to no one My favorite cigarette plays its funeral song Still life of the world Shrinking violet wounded by her mother Old men sleep while porcelain screams take over And the wolf disguises her dying love The still life of the world The still life of the world II. Searching for the Air I took in the sunrise and I tried to save it I looked through my own eyes and I thought I've made it I thought I could reach the sky, but I'm stuck here on the ground I wanted to drink wine from the captain’s table I saw it in my mind’s eye but my hands weren't able Searching for the air but it all keeps coming down Down Coming down I'm searching for the air but I'm stuck here on the ground On the ground I'm searching for the air but I'm stuck here on the ground Searching for the air III. Pound for Pound Neither more, neither less And I’m not trying to take some test And I’m not trying to prove myself And I’m not trying to run away Away from you In all these years I’ve seen the changes take place Like the eyes melt in a way Like the sun bringing the morning And I know It was all for you When I get to walk the streets Without this burden on my feet I know I’ve been called home These shoes won’t be my own to fill When I see the past beneath My heavy heart is finally free Searching for the Air Searching for the air but I have found It’s pound for pound Underneath this cosmic symphony Underneath this pain This happiness And underneath the river string A will to live I’ve given love I’ve given hate I’ve given peace And I’ve made war And I’ve been scared by Words and swords But, here I am The will to live You know, when I get to walk the streets Without the burden on these feet I know I’ve been called home This place will be my own again When I feel the past beneath My heavy heart is finally free Searching for the air Searching for the air but I have found It’s pound for pound Searching for the air Searching for the air but I have found It’s pound for pound One day I’ll see you there One day I’ll see you there but here and now It’s pound for pound Pound for pound (Thanks to Sebastian for these lyrics)