Paroles de Messages
The hands on the clockCan't hold back the time.
Without the clock
There's no reason why.
We're sending messages,
Messages,
Messages,
Messages.
With hands held high
To the new sunrise,
With open arms
To the empty skies
Receiving messages,
Messages,
Messages,
Messages.
(From the rings of Saturn.)
Messages,
Messages,
Messages,
Messages.
Receiving messages,
Messages,
Messages,
Messages.
(From the rings of Saturn.)
Messages,
Messages,
Messages,
Messages.
Messages,
Messages,
Messages,
Messages.
Messages,
Messages.
With hands held high
To the new sunrise,
With open arms
To the empty skies
Receiving messages,
Messages,
Messages,
Messages.
(From the rings of Saturn.)
Messages,
Messages,
Messages,
Messages.
Receiving messages,
Messages,
Messages,
Messages.
(From the rings of Saturn.)
Messages,
Messages,
Messages,
Messages.
Messages,
Messages,
Messages,
Messages.
SCORE, SCORE, MAUDSLEY, REYNOLDS
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