out of hope I regarded the cosmos Through a circle of rope So I threw out my plans Ran on to the wheel And emptied my head Of all childish ideals The sleep
Vertimas: Porcupine Tree. Miego Nr Dreaming.
Vertimas: Porcupine Tree. Iš Nr Miego Dreaming.
grew out of hope I regarded the cosmos Through a circle of rope So I threw out my plans Ran on to the wheel And emptied my head Of all childish ideals The sleep
of hope I regarded the cosmos Through a circle of rope So I threw out my plans Ran on to the wheel And emptied my head Of all childish ideals The sleep