Letra y Significado de ANALOG PARK, The Gathering



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In the garden, in the park, on a bench, i sit.
a newspaper floats on the breeze of this late summer.
it is coming my way,
i patiently wait.
I see the sign, it's on the road
and i think it's crazy
In the garden, of the park, on a bench, i watch.
the sandy feet of the children.
pearls of sweat run across their beautiful faces.
You see the sign, it's on the road
but i think you're crazy
You are, you are the sign
of my unrelief
As i easily get inner contact with myself,
i notice distress grabbing for my throat.
it is time to reach out.
to find something that isn't there,
You see the signs, they're on the road
but i think it's crazy
You are, you are the sign
of my unrelief


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