Bridges burning gladly, melting with the shadow
Flickering between the lines
Stolen mormons floating softly on the air
Gone on wings of fire and climbing higher
Ancient bulbs are breaking, leaving all and changing sides
Dreaming of a new day, cast aside the other way
Magic vision, staring, kindled by the burning flames
Lies in her eyes
The door it stands a jar
Burning Bridges
текст песни Pink FloydКомментарии:
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