We gave them dreams - and what did they dream? (c) Ayreon
I've walked this road so many years
I've worn down all my boots, I've cried all tears
So many crossroads left behind
So many choices burnt into my mind
(c)

I've worn down all my boots, I've cried all tears
So many crossroads left behind
So many choices burnt into my mind
(c)

М-м-максимум крутоты
Тон, Tongor, ня!