my best to get to know because everything's at stake. We're the same tribe. Passing through Morocco for the faithful is a trip. Hallucinating visions
(DeGarmoTate) We are all equal but we're individually different and able to reach the impossible if we try. We find faith and strength in the most unlikely
(StoneTate) There's a thunder in my head, a roar I can't escape. I can't ignore this certain fate I'm experiencing something. I can't explain. There's
I'd reconciled my anger got outside of danger. I was waiting for some signal, a sign from angels. it's a strange sensation, a revelation of imagination
(JacksonRockenfieldTate) Lying here awake again. Minutes before dawn I hear your breathing, your heart beat like a song. Lately I've been feeling a little
(DeGarmoTate) When I asked him, he described a thousand lifetimes. At each turn, a hint of what one still must learn. Now I've read the thoughts of philosophers
(JacksonRockenfieldTateWilton) Taken to a place underground, a cavern, ten thousand steps down. The only light was fire fly glow, reflecting in the blue
(DeGarmoRockenfieldTateWilton) With a simple wave, her hand creates my universe. She spins and dances around the fire. Eyes search the open road, caught
You're an angel with your wings broken, wearing sandals that I tripped in. You're a holiday already taken, a cocktail that's stirred never shaken. Your
(TateWilton) Thank-you for the lies, the lies you sold us. Thank-you for this vision of violence. Thank-you for this song you gave me to sing. Thank-you
Traduction: Queensryche. Tribu.
: [Music by: Stone / Tate] There's a thunder in my head, a roar I can't escape. I can't ignore this certain fate I'm experiencing something. I can't
: [Music by: DeGarmo / Rockenfield / Tate / Wilton] With a simple wave, her hand creates my universe. She spins and dances around the fire. Eyes search
: [Music by: DeGarmo / Tate] We are all equal but we're individually different and able to reach the impossible if we try. We find faith and strength
: [Music by: Tate / Wilton] I'd reconciled my anger got outside of danger. I was waiting for some signal, a sign from angels. When the tide turns against
: [Music by: DeGarmo / Tate / Wilton] You're an angel with your wings broken, wearing sandals that I tripped in. You're a holiday already taken, a cocktail
best to get to know because everything's at stake. We're the same tribe. Passing through Morocco for the faithful is a trip. Hallucinating visions drives
