название:

Everything Is Borrowed


автор:

The Streets


жанры: british, beautiful, grime, hip-hop
альбомы: Everything Is Borrowed
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This is my hour, I'm never going to bed
The sky is still black, but begs to be red
I just put my book down, but it begs to be read
I'm not nod, I'm not napper, never rest my headSome days I feel I'm getting smaller and smaller
But some nights, I seem to grow taller and taller
And we keep shrinking and shrinking but this will not finish
You're never nothing, if you didn't disappearJust when I discovered the meaning of life they change it
Just when I'm loving life it seems to start raining
I pulled the sail safe switch, sea sail and I'm into the starsI love the rain out my skies
The sky's now red, my eyes reflect jets
Smiling at this blessing, this life is the bestI came to this world with nothing
And I leave with nothing but love
Everything else is just borrowedI wanna notice chances I've passed without notice
I wanna see details previously veiled
I wanna grab that chance, carry it home so I can marry and knowThat I noticed every chance that I could have passed without notice
I saw details that to all were veiled
And I grabbed those chances, carried them home
And then I'll have had it with roamingI came to this world with nothing
And I leave with nothing but love
Everything else is just borrowedI wanna speak every cliche but tweak
If I've seen change In new way it could be said
If it's bleak, or if the week's leaking down the street
Or if any days wasted I wanna face factsMy time on this earth is my only penny
Wise is the gent counting every moment spent
I don't want to explain things, don't wanna fill in the gaps
I want to look at my friends and in that minute be atMemories are times we borrow for spending tomorrow
Memories are times we borrow for spending tomorrowI came to this world with nothing
And I leave with nothing but love
Everything else is just borrowedIf spit like luck, you can only seem to borrow it, you can't keep it
When the wind of change whistles into play
Will I blink or flinch away?The wind of change won't whistle me away
If I spin my tails and sail
And sail away, let yesterday become todayI came to this world with nothing
And I leave with nothing but love
Everything else is just borrowedAs time will say, nothing but I told you so
Memories are times we borrow for spending tomorrow
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Это интересно:Автора, идеолога и единственного участника проекта The Streets зовут Майк Скиннер. Приехав в Лондон из затрапезного Бирмингема (местных жителей принято называть "брамми" за их замысловатый акцент; например название своего города они произносят как Браммиджем – отсюда и кличка), он взялся за дело с присущим большинству провинциалов рвением и оказался самым востребованным на сегодня... продолжение
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