Texty:
Porcupine Tree Lazarus

moonlight is bleeding from out of your soul" "Follow me down to the valley below You know moonlight is bleeding from out of your soul Come to us, Lazarus

Preklad: Porcupine Tree. Lazar.

: Lip read, a mountain stream, fibres in the car Shut down, a cheerless a town, a head rolls in the park Once seen my libertine undresses in the dark

: Such a pale light Such a long night Pick up that key Don't drop your gaze in your coffee Is it me? Do I look beautiful in the half light? It's been

: As the cheerless towns pass my window I can see a washed out moon through the fog And then a voice inside my head, breaks the analogue And says "Follow