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What goes up, must come down
What must rise, must fall
And what goes on in your life
Is writing on the wall
If all things must fall
Why build a miracle at all
If all things must pass
Even a miracle wont last
What goes up, must come down
What must stand alone?
And what goes on, in your mind
Is turning into stone
If all things must fall
Why build a miracle at all
If all things must pass
Even a pyramid wont last
How can you be so sure?
How do you know what the earth will endure?
How can you be so sure?
That the wonders youve made in you life
Will be seen
By the millions wholl follow to visit the site
Of your dream?
What goes up, must come down
What goes round, must come round
Whats been lost, must be found
© A Alan Parsons Project
OT: wat bedoelde je eigenlijk met je reactie, lieve Wim? Dat ik een hoorndrager ben?
 
28-12-2008 om 07:27
geschreven door gerdaYD
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Ik ben Wim del Arte
Die laatste is trouwens erg mooi van compo en kleurtoning.
