Think of England

[00:28.83] In the grip of a winter came, love and greed
[00:34.78] Insane with faith, I took the driving front seat
[00:41.47] In the lowlight comfort of Berlin streets
[00:48.06] The calm from emptiness duetted with my body heat
[00:54.73] I was alone at the front line
[01:01.35] The message I was told was to try and find
[01:05.94] The joy of a lifetime
[01:08.01] I just can't think of England
[01:12.36] I can't see the picture
[01:15.57] I'm still running from the fire, the fire
[01:21.82] I just can't think of England
[01:25.58] I can't see the picture
[01:28.76] I'm still running from the fire, the fire, the fire
[01:48.12] In the twilight hours of nervous rest
[01:54.74] I bought the beast before believing the threats
[02:01.12] In a foreign field I cut(?) all regrets
[02:07.98] But the poisoned stories just repeat themselves in fucked-up mess
[02:15.19] I was alone for the first time
[02:20.79] The message I was told was to try and find
[02:26.30] The joy of a lifetime
[02:28.33] I just can't think of England
[02:31.64] I can't see the picture
[02:35.08] I'm still running from the fire, the fire
[02:40.85] I just can't think of England
[02:44.85] I can't see the picture
[02:48.10] I'm still running from the fire, the fire
[02:54.69] I just can't think of England
[02:58.23] Can't see the picture
[03:07.28] (Aaaahh.)
[03:18.56] Can't see the picture
[03:22.42] (Aaaahh.)
[03:31.61] Can't see the picture.
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