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• Artiste: Andreas Johnson
• Titre: Lost Religion
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We've got a cabin on the East coast where we live and love by our own rules some people might call us strange, girl but were not living among those fools We got our wine from a village nearby where the old men tell stories every night sometimes we sit down to listen - when the butcher blows the WINCTLE about the baker's wife There's a riddle down in heartland where the mystery sleeps alone and beyond the world of darkness we just celebrate our love to life as we face the rising dawn You don't know what it's like to be a walker of the lost religion far away the listless world a fairytale you never heard you don't know how it feels to be a victim of the lost religion where life is so indestructible and our faith so untouchable as we live and love by the lost religion We get our milk from the milkman who gets it from his sister's cow who is fed by the green grass sowed by the owner to the cow And as we live our lives in heartland where the mystery sleeps alone and beyond the world of darkness we just celebrate our love to life as we face the rising dawn You don't know what it's like to be a walker of the lost religion far away the listless world a fairytale you never heard you don't know how it feels to be a victim of the lost religion where life is so indestructible and our faith so untouchable as we live and love by the lost religion Some day love is like an ocean filled with all the gifts that life can give some people struggle hard for emotions tryn' to find that code in life to live by well I ain't singing for my brother he already got his share I ain't dancing for my sister cause she's already there You don't know what it's like to be a walker of the lost religion far away the listless world a fairytale you never heard you don't know how it feels to be a victim of the lost religion where life is so indestructible and our faith so untouchable as we live and love by the lost religion by the lost religion