Magic Land

March 5, 2019

Text: Tomáš Dvořák a Ondřej Černohorský

 

I'd rather feel life's coming my way
But I never try
To really do something about it
Everybody's looking for their own place
And it's nowhere to be found

 

People ‘round me think they're okay
Flying with the wind
Though it changes as we speak
Tell me is it worse or better
Never even opening one's eyes?

 

I just roll my eyes when they say
Ain't much more to life
but to fall and feed the ground
Thoughts unfortunately linger
help me get it out of my head!

 

 

Ref.:

What are we
Chasing time, shallow roots
Not here, not with you
What are we
Pretending, that's all right
Lost in the magic land

 

 

I'd rather feel life's coming my way
So I will try to really do something about it
I am not looking for my own place
I found it in my consciousness

 

 

Ref.:

What are we
Chasing time, shallow roots
Not here, not with you
What are we
Pretending, that's all right
Lost in the magic land

 

 

I'd rather feel life's coming my way
but I never try to really do something about it
Everybody's looking for their own place
And it's nowhere to be found

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