All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I’m dying
Are the best I’ve ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It’s a very, very mad world mad world
Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what’s my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me
And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I’m dying
Are the best I’ve ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It’s a very, very mad world … mad world
Enlarging your world
Mad world
Anul acesta Verita Saga a mai scos un album. “Cu alţi ochi”. Am ales de pe albumul ăsta o piesă… de fapt două. “Interludiu (Dor De Casă)” şi “Dor De Casă”. Le-am unit pentru a fi mai simplu de pus online. Şi le pun aici, să simţiţi şi voi ceea ce simt eu. E vorba de acel loc pe care l-am pierdut de mult. Acel loc de care, teoretic, nu mă mai leagă prea multe. E vorba de o bucată de viaţă demult pierdută. E vorba de acel loc pe care îl revăd din ce în ce mai rar. Şi pe care o să îl vad şi mai rar în scurtă vreme… E vorba de acele locuri unde m-am născut. Unde am crescut… No other comments. Cel mai bine pot vorbi versurile despre asta…
