miércoles, 23 de noviembre de 2011

Round Here - Counting Crows

Maria says she's dying, through the door I hear her crying, Why? I don't know...

Round here we talk just like lions but we sacrifice like lambs. Round
here she's slipping through my hands...

Then she looks up at the building and said she's thinking of jumping.
She said she's tired of life, she must be tired of something...

(Solo extractos)

*Death never stops to rest. Neither can we...*