Get in to crawl with all your grace… canВґВґt stand the wrong within Blame the disarmed and give in…
to face the game of passion To set things clear your departure is near Straight in the backyard of decay
Far away, far away from here… I met a man who wasnВґt there
He wasnВґt there again I wish heВґd stay away Just lie and try to remain Pleasures in a foolВґs black garden
Far away, far away from here… I met a man who wasnВґt there
Anyhow you can, anyhow you will How does it feel to recall all thatВґs real in the end… to relent
