Baixar Mais Tocadas: Intrigue In Tangiers

Oh when it’s summer and the skies are glassOh when it’s summer and the skies are glassI just have to make the evenings last they’re always flyingpastOh when it’s raining and the skies are blackOh when it’s raining and the skies are blackI just have to hear the thunder roll and hear the lightningcrackWith fading powers,we sit for hours by a television screenWith funny cigarettes and talk for hours of the places that we’veseenOh brother can you hear my voice?Oh brother can you hear my voice?Every second that you cling to life you have to feel aliveWell it’s an easy thing to sell your skinIt’s an easy thing to sell your skinWith the devil banging on the door , you always let him in.With fading powers, we dream of hours that’ll never come againOld defenders are themselves defenceless when the mad attack thesaneWhat can you do, when you see no future in front of you?Food for the fewSo many it seems, stand in front of youI see my face reflected there in a sweating brow.You hate what you see, but what can be done when there’s no wayoutNo way outNow brother can you hear my voiceBrother can you hear my voiceEvery second that you cling to life you have to feel aliveAnd now it’s summer and the skies are glassWhen it’s summer and the skies are glassI just have to make the evenings last, they’re always flashingpastSo there we cowerWe sit for hours by a television screenWith funny cigarettes and talk for hours of the places that we’veseenBut when you sleep But when you sleep Where do you go?Where do you go?But when you sleep But when you sleep Where do you go?Where do you go?I don’t knowI don’t know