Рет қаралды 44
Lyrics by DJ Drogo
When Mom taught us to talk
When Dad helped us to walk.
How we began to write and draw,
Lessons learned from every flaw,
These are the stories of our lives.
High Rise, High Rise, High Rise
What dreams may come
We are the living sum! (high rise)
Even after death arrives (high rise)
These are the stories of our lives!
High Rise, High Rise, High Rise
These are the stories of our making,
smells and tastes in the kitchen baking
momentary times of insane action
comforting feelings of satisfaction
textured sounds so silky sweet
sensations like grains of wheat
the pounding of exciting beats
recollections of such tasty treats
Linger even after death arrives
These are the stories of our lives
High Rise, High Rise, High Rise
ohhhhhh ohhhhh ohhhh
[solo]
What dreams may come (we are one)
We are the living sum! (high rise)
Even after death arrives (high rise)
These are the stories of our lives!
High Rise