<iframe width="853" height="480" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/sM9RszgGkfk" frameborder="0"></iframe><iframe width="853" height="480" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/mV3VGSRRlW0" frameborder="0"></iframe> <div><br></div> <div><div style="text-align:center;"><img src="http://thimg.todayhumor.co.kr/upfile/201809/1537322443c20db3b99ead4a1e996f4351b2199f8d__mn664088__w500__h300__f761204__Ym201809__ANIGIF.gif" width="500" height="300" alt="giphy-1.gif" style="border:none;"></div> <div style="text-align:center;"><br></div> <div style="text-align:center;"><div><font face="Georgia" size="3"><span>Sleep as the goer</span><br><span>The bridge that watches the light speed through</span><br><span>And cries while the spirit stumbles</span><br><span>The inside missile for the protection of you</span></font></div> <div class="UH8R2" style="margin-top:13px;"><font face="Georgia" size="3"><span>Maybe it's silent</span><br><span>The voice can't bear anymore strain</span><br><span>But speaks without even knowing</span><br><span>And streams outside in the direction of truth</span></font></div> <div class="UH8R2" style="margin-top:13px;"><font face="Georgia" size="3"><span>There's no reason there's no secrets to decode</span><br><span>If you can't save it, leave it dying on the road</span><br><span>Wide open arms can feel so cold</span><br><span>So cold</span><br><span>Feel so cold</span></font></div> <div class="UH8R2" style="margin-top:13px;"><font face="Georgia" size="3"><span>Balance the books, the ledges, the loons</span><br><span>The disappointed look on the faces</span><br><span>That squint at the moon</span><br><span>Let's see it with shadows enhanced</span><br><span>And then vote to decide who'll advance</span><br><span>Silver jet plane, making a turn</span><br><span>Exciting the brain that expects it to crash and then burn</span><br><span>It's not the life lesson I'd've guessed</span><br><span>If you're conscious you must be depressed</span><br><span>Or at least cynical</span><br><span>But someone might still eat the steaks</span><br><span>Even if they're tough</span><br><span>Spending the day</span><br><span>Chewing the fat</span><br><span>Floating away isn't rough but it's not enough</span><br><span>Oh Marianne, pass me the joint</span><br><span>The sandpaper's tan</span><br><span>Go-getters are surfing the point</span><br><span>And London's a scratch on the lens</span><br><span>It's over before it begins</span><br><span>Silk 'round her neck falls down to her shoulders</span><br><span>The older I get, the more I suspect there's a trick</span><br><span>But really there's no trip at all</span><br><span>That doesn't result in a fall</span><br><span>Or a faltering</span><br><span>But something could spit out the bait</span><br><span>Even if it's real</span><br><span>Rolling away</span><br><span>Missing a spoke</span><br><span>Close to the ground like a wheel but it's not a joke</span><br><span>Holding the line</span><br><span>Clutching the phone</span><br><span>Nobly wasting the night, but it isn't right</span><br><span>It's not right</span><br><span>Smelling for blood</span><br><span>Praying for rain</span><br><span>Running away isn't rough, but it's not enough</span></font></div> <div class="UH8R2" style="margin-top:13px;"><font face="Georgia" size="3"><span>The low tide is telling me, when it's over,</span><br><span>To breathe in everything exposed</span><br><span>And comes back to cover me with a blanket</span><br><span>Being here's always changing tunes</span></font></div> <div class="UH8R2" style="margin-top:13px;"><font face="Georgia" size="3"><span>The empty sky surrounds me but I can't see at all</span><br><span>Wide open arms can feel so cold</span><br><span>And you can sit beside me and tell me what it's</span><br><span>Worth</span><br><span>But I hope I die before I get sold</span><br><span>I hope I die before I get sold</span><br><span>I'd rather die before I get sold</span></font></div> <div class="UH8R2" style="margin-top:13px;"><font face="Georgia" size="3"><span>If you find the soul that you lost</span><br><span>Frozen in a starry void</span><br><span>Take it within and hope the sight of blood</span><br><span>Can will signs of life to return</span><br><span>Back to the way that it was</span><br><span>Long before it made a noise</span><br><span>To keep on quietly reminding you</span><br><span>What's never created or destroyed</span></font></div> <div class="UH8R2" style="margin-top:13px;"><font face="Georgia" size="3"><span>Wake as the swell peaks</span><br><span>The close-outs drowning the birds with roars</span><br><span>And howls scare the new unkindness</span><br><span>That picks and laughs at the carrion scene</span></font></div> <div class="UH8R2" style="margin-top:13px;"><font face="Georgia" size="3"><span>Forces you see breath can always go into hiding</span><br><span>And wait 'til it passes over</span><br><span>Or stay far gone for all eternity</span></font></div><div class="R5GB6b"> <div style="margin-top:13px;font-size:12px;line-height:16px;color:#70757a;"><font face="Georgia">Songwriters: Andrew Wells Vanwyngarden / Benjamin Nicholas Hunter Goldwasser</font></div> <div style="margin-top:13px;font-size:12px;line-height:16px;color:#70757a;"><font face="Georgia">Siberian Breaks lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management US, LLC</font></div></div></div><br></div>