Вершы: Tribe After Tribe. Power. Cautious Ground.

Some say our pleasures will never end
right from the start our hearts will blend
you told yourself it's what you're looking for
open windows and open doors
in light and shade
on cautious
bring on the clowns

some say our pleasures are simple ways
stormy pressures and stormy days
you told yourself it's what they're looking for
broken windows and silent wars
in light and shade
on cautious
bring on the clowns