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Suburbia, 1986

Dance of Days

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Suburbia, 1986

It seems we fallow a smoke trail
Which fades away the more we need it
To know where to go
'cause we're dizzy enough not to remenber
What we've been doing
How does it feel now you're by yourself
And there's no one else to take care of you
No one brings you home when it's late enough
For children to play so far away

The gig is over, and it's so early...
I don't wanna go home
I know I'II sleep alone
I know I'II miss someone to hold so much
The basement is closed
All the kids are gone
But I'm sure I'll stay here
'cause nothing is worse than the silence
which makes you hear your lowest mind's voice

Have you ever felt like
All directions seem to lead us
To the same place?
How great it our lives shone forever
Just like that fuckin' perfect song
We used sing along
Backstage kissing hold me strong
While the amps are screaming
Screaming for us

The gig is over, and it's so early...
I don't wanna go home
I know I'll sleep alone
I know I'll miss someone to hold so much
The basement is closed
All the kids are gone
But I'm sure I'll stay here
'cause nothing is worse than the silence
Which makes you hear your lowest mind's voice

Let's walk the whole night
Let's talk same shit
Oh, please stay and make me feel alive
It is the same with all punk kids?
Are we so afraid of our time passing by?
Just one more coffee... just one more kiss...
Just one more sing... it's all there i need
To feel like the world isn't bad enough
As long you're there for me...

Compositores: Fabio Luiz Altro Soga (Nene Altro), Marcelo Jose da Silva (Tyello), Marcelo Verardi
ECAD: Obra #3277657 Fonograma #3296486

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