Tác giả : Screaming Trees
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I walk in cold rain 
With my telescope in my hand 
I had to go 27,000 miles with this cane 
Now it's broken into pieces 
So little time remains 
 
I hear these voices in in the air 
And i know they're just repeating 
The language of the land 
And the sky that i survey 
 
I'm reciting all the verses 
Prayin' straight from the book beside my bed 
It's different now i'm here 
Every question's coming clear 
 
Yeah i found so many places 
That i don't know where i'm at 
Came right on every story 
And now i can't come back 
 
And these voices in the aisle 
And i know they're just repeating 
The language of the land 
And the sky that i survey 
 
Everywhere i have to go 
Is so very far away 
Away 
Yeah, so far away 
Too far away 
 
I get these voices in my head 
But i know they're just repeating 
The language of the land 
And the sky that i survey 
Everywhere i have to go 
Is so very far away 
 
I walk in cold rain 
I got my telescope in my hand 
I had to go 27,000 miles with this cane 
But it's broken into pieces 
And so little time remains 
 
I walk in cold rain 
I walk in cold rain 
Cold rain 
I walk in cold rain 
Cold rain falling down 
I feel the cold rain falling down 
I feel cold rain falling down