IRC-Galleria

Livenä Vieraissa -tupla-CD on nyt kaupoissa! Albumilla on suomalaisten bändien ja artistien covervetoja, mukana myös oma studiolive-versiomme Chris Cornellin Bond-teemasta You Know My Name, sekä omasta kappaleestamme Diamonds for Tears.

Livevideo You Know My Name -kappaleesta pyörii The Voicella alkaen 10.11, ja voit nähdä sen myös netissä pian tämän jälkeen!

Lähde: http://suomi.poetsofthefall.com/uutiset/12245_you_know_my_name_-cover_nyt_kaupoissa/

I stronkly rekommend! :)

Morning comes slow today
Memories push through from yesterday
Where will I be tomorrow
What do I have to show

From my life
Stay
I need you here for a new day to break
Stay
I want you near like a shadow in my wake

Flow with life down the drain
Memories and force of will sustain
Where will I be tomorrow
What will be left to show

From my life
Stay
I need you here for a new day to break
Stay
I want you near like a shadow in my wake

It's the little things
Little things
Little things
That make the world

Stay
I need you here for a new day to break
Stay
I want you near like a shadow in my wake

Kohta lienee 150 keikkaa täynnä, mutta ku sadan jälkeen tippu laskuista. Ei se mitn. Joskus sitte lasketaan, mäkeä.

Viikonloppuna Riihimäkirok ja katotaan jos muutakin, minne asti jatsais lähteä.

Tää oli oikeastaan vaan testimerkintä. Laitetaan ny kuiteki Marko vielä toho.

On your palm an endless wonder
Lines that speak the truth without a sound
In your eyes awaits the tireless hunger
Already looks for prey to run down

So why do we keep up this charade?
How do we tell apart the time to leave, from the time to wait?

kertosäe:
What does tomorrow want from me?
What does it matter what I see?
If it can't be my design.
Tell me where do we draw the line.

The dance of flames and shadows in the street,
make poetry nobody's ever heard.
The weight of loneliness stands on your feet.
The cage already there around the bird.

So why don't we joint the masquerade?
Before it falls apart, before our love becomes insatiate.

What does tomorrow want from me?
What does it matter what I see?
If it can't choose my design.
Tell me where do we draw the line.

What does tomorrow want from me?
What does it matter what I see?
If we all walk behind the blind.
Tell me where do we draw the line.

Where's the cooling wind? Where's the evergreen field?
Where's my mother's open arms? Where's my father lionheart?
S' like the sun's gone down, sleeps in the hallowed ground now.
With the autumn's browns leaves, with the one who never grieves.

So why do we keep up this charade?
How do we tell apart the time to leave from the time to wait?

What does tomorrow want from me?
What does it matter what I see?
If it can't be my design.
Tell me where do we draw the line.

What ever tomorrow wants from me
At least I'm here, at least I'm free
Free to choose, to choose the sign