Lyrics
Fresh meaning to torn ideas, i breathe out and i scream
inspiration from the past
And all it is is a song, focus to the future at last
inspiration from the past
creative thoughts and action
Let s bring life to old clich s, rewoke malatestas dream
Focus to the future at last, to the chords and the movement
to the chords and the movement
we could be dangerous
a song sung a million times before
A song sung a million times before, to the songs of discontent, to the chords and the movement
Let s bring life to old clich s, creative thoughts and action
We would all stand baffled by the precision and accuracy, inspiration from the past
to the songs of discontent
our jaws would hurt from dropping
fast and unexpectedly
rewoke the spirit
rewoke malatestas dream
Rewoke malatestas dream, rewoke malatestas dream
Rewoke malatestas dream, it could all be so simple
Fresh meaning to torn ideas, fast and unexpectedly
I breathe out and i scream, to the chords and the movement Song, to the songs of discontent
focus to the future at last
and all it is is a song
i breathe out and i scream
to the songs of discontent
Words said a million times before, inspiration from the past
Rewoke malatestas dream, fixed dogmas can t substitute
Let s listen, words said a million times before, rewoke malatestas dream
i breathe out and i scream
Words said a million times before, to the songs of discontent
Inspiration from the past, words said a million times before, words said a million times before
It could all be so simple, we could be dangerous