excuses The ones that you choose In the end You deem unsafe; Riding the crest Of a high and beautiful wave You make your movements known... There comes a
You?ll have excuses The ones that you choose In the end You deem unsafe; Riding the crest Of a high and beautiful wave You make your movements known... There comes a
Vertaling: A-ha. Riding Die Crest.
a line A push in the right direction The sugar that makes the pill go down True True to form True to pre-existing norms Truly wasted At a rave Riding the crest
