Moin.
Diesen Monat schicke ich die Alternative Rock Nummer All I've Got von unserem im Corona Lockdown entstandenen Album "Stay Home" ins Rennen.
Gruß
Tim
Lyrics:
Do you know my number
That you ‘ve lost and found
On a heated day in a dreaded pile on a battleground
Do you know the feeling
Can you see me now
When the times have changed in a leap of faith with the speed of sound
A new sensation
The birth of a different nation
Is this all I’ve got
To be the first and last
Am I alive or not
Giving away nothing
Do you know the hunger
Can you feed me now
In a distant place on a countryside far away from home
Do you know the feeling
When you see me now
That the times have changed in a leap of faith with the speed of sound
A new sensation
The birth of sophistication
Is this all I’ve got
To be the first and last
Am I alive or not
Giving away nothing
A pile of sand, drenched with rain
Amidst a castle made of clay
Little cracks inside the walls
When you touch it
It will fall
A new sensation
The fall of a bitter nation
Is this all I’ve got
To be the first and last
Am I alive or not
Giving away nothing
Diesen Monat schicke ich die Alternative Rock Nummer All I've Got von unserem im Corona Lockdown entstandenen Album "Stay Home" ins Rennen.
Gruß
Tim
Lyrics:
Do you know my number
That you ‘ve lost and found
On a heated day in a dreaded pile on a battleground
Do you know the feeling
Can you see me now
When the times have changed in a leap of faith with the speed of sound
A new sensation
The birth of a different nation
Is this all I’ve got
To be the first and last
Am I alive or not
Giving away nothing
Do you know the hunger
Can you feed me now
In a distant place on a countryside far away from home
Do you know the feeling
When you see me now
That the times have changed in a leap of faith with the speed of sound
A new sensation
The birth of sophistication
Is this all I’ve got
To be the first and last
Am I alive or not
Giving away nothing
A pile of sand, drenched with rain
Amidst a castle made of clay
Little cracks inside the walls
When you touch it
It will fall
A new sensation
The fall of a bitter nation
Is this all I’ve got
To be the first and last
Am I alive or not
Giving away nothing