Tunnels

Angels & Airwaves

Composición de: Tom DeLonge
I am still, without devotion
Cause we're all asleep at the wheel
Asleep and so surrounded by what we feel
A bad dream

On a rope and pulled through an ocean
With my heart, I'm lost out at sea
And every kind of thought screams misery
So lonely

I'm a Johnny-come-lately, but I will not give up
And the words they escape me, but I’m full of dumb luck
And world is an oyster, with a poisonous shell
And the look in my eye is a look that can kill

I am not (dream a bit) without emotion
I have ran from the pain of my will
From the mess of the hunt and the catch and the thrill
And I'm ill

I am not (dream a bit) in the circles of envy
I’d thank God, but then what is he for
'Cause I left a few hard calls at his front door
I'll leave more (dream a bit)

I'm a Johnny-come-lately, but I will not give up
And the words they escape me, but I’m full of dumb luck
And world is an oyster, with a poisonous shell
And the look in my eye is a look that can kill

Don’t you go, come a little bit closer now
If you like, when you die
Wake your soul to a little of fire now
If you like, when you die
Speak to me, cry a river and make believe
If you like, when you die
Clasp your hands, do whatever your heart commands
You will find, when you die
You are mine

(Dream a bit)
(Dream a bit)

Don’t you go, come a little bit closer now
If you like, when you die
Wake your soul to a little of fire now
If you like, when you die
Speak to me, cry a river and make believe
If you like, when you die
Clasp your hands, do whatever your heart commands
You will find, when you die
You are mine
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