Besedila: Year Of The Gone. The Flowerbed of Oblivion. Imaginary Friend.

Lover's whiskey,
fighter's dance
double dare the truth

Song it sing it,
wrong it, wing it
bring it mother, brother,
swing it...

Oh, come on.


I see the fire in your eyes:
ugly mind, thin disguise.
Elastic, plastic,
throwing stones,
Any, any nothing goes...

So, come on.

If you want to be my imaginary friend,
wake up inside my dream
this little dream will never end.

Oh, come on.


Cipher, cipher in the snow:
tell me everything you know.
Ride the goose and eat thecrow
F-- k it up and let it blow...

Oh, come on.

If you want to be my imaginary friend,
wake up inside my dream
this little dream will never end.

Oh, come on.


The sky up high,
there's someone flying.
All the while I'm dying, dying.

Near and far and far and near
there's only one way out of here....

So come on.


If you want to be my imaginary friend,
Wake up inside my dream
this little dream will never end