Thursday, August 25, 2005
Winds of Change
I follow the MoskvaDown to Gorky ParkListening to the wind of changeAn August summer nightSoldiers passing byListening to the wind of change
The world is closing inDid you ever thinkThat we could be so close, like brothersThe future's in the airI can feel it everywhereBlowing with the wind of change
Take me to the magic of the momentOn a glory nightWhere the children of tomorrow dream awayin the wind of change
Walking down the streetDistant memoriesAre buried in the past foreverI follow the MoskvaDown to Gorky ParkListening to the wind of change
Take me to the magic of the momentOn a glory nightWhere the children of tomorrow share their dreamsWith you and meTake me to the magic of the momentOn a glory nightWhere the children of tomorrow dream awayin the wind of change
The wind of changeBlows straight into the face of timeLike a stormwind that will ring the freedom bellFor peace of mindLet your balalaika singWhat my guitar wants to say
Take me to the magic of the momentOn a glory nightWhere the children of tomorrow share their dreamsWith you and meTake me to the magic of the momentOn a glory nightWhere the children of tomorrow dream awayin the wind of changeThis is the song Mr Pah introduced to us.
I have decided.
I've enough of this damn angst phase.
Playing the complaining dude was fun.
Its time for something new.
Tomorrow I shall unveil my plans.
Perhaps you'll see a side of me you never knew.
I've been thinking... A lot...
Yes, tomorow will be the day.
Good luck for POA and Geog tomorrow.
Sherilyndel Revolted at Thursday, August 25, 2005 |
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