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    Don Johnson Big Band

    Nightman

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    Добавлена 28 февраля 2013 пользователем Миша

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    Текст песни Nightman
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    Intro
    Saw a man in the street with his fist in the air
    Treading along with a quiet limp and a mystery glare
    This could be fair he insisted in a whisper and stared me down
    As i passed him, asked him if they missed him and cared
    Eyes suspicious, used to being attacked on
    The smell of liquor in his breath, he had pride in his backbone
    Said i'm just an old man with his life in a shopping cart
    This dog is my family and i sleep in the park
    But i wasn't always like this, never thought i'd fall this deep
    All mystique is long gone, i'm in a hole and my call is weak
    But the people just don't listen to a bum they all mistreat
    And it's not easy to climb out when the wall is steep
    Chorus
    My mind is spoken
    My mind is broken
    My mind's been open for too long
    Verse 1
    There's a light inside still glowing in the kitchen
    You walk down the stairs, turn life into fiction
    That intersection could be the last turn
    And the way you keep beating your heart on fast burn is
    Fatal, unable to find the right label
    For the sudden disappearance of familiar road maps
    You got a video-phone-fax and everything you need
    But can't hide the truth under a table
    So you proceed to the street and find yourself alone
    In the freezing cold, under your feet is
    The crackling ice that makes time disappear
    Let your eyelids fall, is blindness a fear?
    Quiet as the sheer heavy weight that leaves a long shadow
    When you're battling back to where you started
    The cold hot on your heels appeals to the real sense
    You got little that needs to be guarded
    So keep that thought and your wheel in motion
    All the mirrors are gone, you feel the motion of
    The past getting closer, infinite on this tape
    Minute by minute, give it my limit and escape...
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