Parachutes все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

When I counted up my demons,
Saw there was one for everyday.
With the good ones on my shoulder,
I drove the other ones away.

So if you ever feel neglected,
And if you think all is lost,
I'll be counting up my demons, yeah,

and from my cold dead hands i will show you and all you asked me for is done
and from my cold dead hands you will receive all the dead things
and in this process i have learned that
i'm misunderstood and left alone and from my cold dead hands i will show you
and all you asked me for will stay done it seems to be my last time i deserve

I reeve her up wind
Then give her the one to sail
And weeds grow to hold me
I decide not to go to sea

In there I sit with your glove
Sewing a small end that I shouldn't had
When outside the door I see