Tekst piosenki
Living in the day afther tomorrow,where the old man with his story's, told us why;Birds can't sing the blues and tree don't vly.It's a game between living and die.The reference of Cheerful Goodbyes.Piece is hard to get if people don't hate,and the neighbor doesn't know who's the friend.If people can't sing the blues and love to beashamed,the game is love against the being af raid.A pour old man with a tear in his eye;When the feeling is high.The reference of Cheerful Goodbyes.The lost of love, return of the mind.The reference of Cheerful Goodbyes.Living day by day, can see no sorrows.Coz the diggers of the graves, found a way.Trapped under my skin, inside a long row,of soul abusing creatures diggin' a hole.Into the heart till they got me cryin;You gotta pick up the phone,when the phone rings.Learn of goodbyes,in the small things.Put yourself open wide,with your eyewings.When the feeling is high.
