What holy cities are to nomadic tribes - a symbol of race and a bond of union - great books are to the wandering souls of men: they are the Meccas of the mind.
G.E. Woodberry
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Sounds Of Life
It seems like you're waiting for nothing,
Looks like time had deleted it all,
It may be everything that could have been was thrown away,
So just take what is left, don't somehow fill the space,
When I can see through it, oh I feel safe again,
I feel warmer...
[Chorus]
Sounds of life outside
Why do I retire
Sounds of life outside
One by one...
Got nothing to hideâ?¦
One by one
Couldn't have seen it come, from an inch away,
But it's here, right on time,
Wait for the flash of grey and we will feel the same,
If we can just drift for a while,
When I'm back on the ground I feel safe again,
I feel warmer...
Sounds of life outside
Why do I retire
Sounds of life outside
One by one...
Got nothing to hideâ?¦
Sounds of life outside
Why do I retire
Sounds of life outside
One by one...
Got nothing to hideâ?¦
One by one