Текст песни Annie Lennox - Lost

Текст:

This is the sound of the planes in the night Coming out of the darkness And into the light Shining alarmingly Curiously bright This is the sound of those murderous drums The marching of footsteps The twisting of thumbs Over and over Again here it comes We're lost (baby come again don't let me fall) We're lost (baby come again despite it all) Were lost (baby come) (baby come) Tell me the story 'bout when you were young I want to hear it again Leave in the part Where the hero gets stung I want to savour it I want to play it again This is the sound of a baby's first breath The dying of footsteps The touching of flesh To hold in your memory To keep by your chest We're lost So lost Lost

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