Testi:
Vienna Teng Warm Strangers

Anna Rose sleep well tonight The stars are dancing on the carpet of the sky Time to close your wondering eyes Where I see the sleepiness creeping Anna

Gotta fight gotta strike 'cause there's no turning away From what you don't want to know Gotta see gotta be If they're all going astray Don't let them

So far so good You're coming to the bend at the end of the road You put a hand to the belly that's foreign more With every day like an oversize load

name I died in a car crash three months ago They burned me until I glowed And crumbled to a fine gray sand Now I am nothing, everywhere Several breaths of strangers

It's the season of grace coming out of the void Where a man is saved by a voice in the distance It's the season of possible miracle cures Where hope

We're here where the daylight begins The fog on the streetlight slowly thins Water on water's the way The safety of shoreline fading away Sail your

Anna Rose sleep well tonight The stars are dancing on the carpet of the sky Time to close your wondering eyes Where I see the sleepiness creeping Anna

We're here where the daylight begins The fog on the streetlight slowly thins Water on water's the way The safety of shoreline fading away Sail your sea

Mission Street is a striking dark-eyed stranger Speaks a language I don't know but long to learn Its cadences fall endlessly beyond the windowpane As