Abney
Me
I love the land,
I hate the steady wind
Problems in the world, China in the storms
Without any suffering
Life is sometimes rough
Dreams are
made of themselves
Life is a strange journey
Whenever I find something,
I immediately lose it
If the road is winding, the door is taken
Let's start living again Let's take what life gives
I'm looking for dreams and the wind from the inside
I love the land,
I hate the steady wind
Problems in the world,
China in the storms Without
any suffering
Life is sometimes rough Dreams are made of themselves
I'm looking for dreams and the wind from the inside
I love the land,
I hate the steady wind
Problems in the world,
China in the storms Without any suffering Life
is sometimes rough Dreams are made of themselves