the night is calm so lets go for a ride.
it's these simple things that keep us alive.
we left the children sleeping for all i know.
we let the neons show us the way to go.
the night is calm but a cold wind blows.
living is dying sometimes i know.
there's a bad unkind thing in the air tonight.
but we let the neons show us where to hide.
alright
My heart has tired
Tired from the bag of stone
i never had a clue of the role that i played.
but that's the condition and the price that we pay
----Logh
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