Текст и слова песни Silverchair – After All These Years
Breathe in the night
That crushed a tired sunrise
Born again the day
Brings young naivety
A laptop souvenir is worth its weight
In silver a golden son
You'll be home again
And I'll be home again
Mend in my sleep
I'm boxing under water
Waddle on the wake
Waking on a summer day
That crushed a tired sunrise
Born again the day
Brings young naivety
A laptop souvenir is worth its weight
In silver a golden son
You'll be home again
And I'll be home again
Mend in my sleep
I'm boxing under water
Waddle on the wake
Waking on a summer day
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