Тексты песен «Rush»

(Lee, Peart) Why try? I know why This feeling inside me says it's time I was gone Clear head, new life ahead I want to be king now, not just one more pawn Fly by night away from here Change my life again Fly by...

Why try? I know why This feeling inside me says it's time I was gone Clear head, new life ahead I want to be king now, not just one more pawn Fly by night away from here Change my life again Fly by night, goodbye my...

Prologue: "Airport scurry flurry faces Parade of passers by People going many places With a smile or just a sigh Waiting waiting pass the time Another cigarette Get in line - gate thirty-nine The time is not here...

There's something happening here What it is ain't exactly clear There's a man with a gun over there Telling me I got to beware I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound Everybody look what's going down...

Tough times demand tough talk demand tough hearts demand tough songs demand -- We can rise and fall like empires Flow in and out like the tide Be vain and smart, humble and dumb We can hit and miss like pride We can...

Tough times demand tough talk demand tough hearts demand tough songs demand -- We can rise and fall like empires Flow in and out like the tide Be vain and smart, humble and dumb We can hit and miss like pride We can...

city sidewalks, busy sidewalks dressed in holiday style in the air there's a feeling of christmas children laughing, people passing greeting smile after smile and on every street corner you hear silver bells, silver...

There are those who think that life is nothing left to chance, A host of holy horrors to direct our aimless dance. A planet of playthings, We dance on the strings Of powers we cannot conceive. "The stars aren't aligned...

There are those who think That life has nothing left to chance A host of holy horrors To direct our aimless dance A planet of playthings We dance on the strings Of powers we cannot perceive The stars aren't aligned Or...

There are those who think that life is nothing left to chance, A host of holy horrors to direct our aimless dance. A planet of playthings, We dance on the strings Of powers we cannot perceive "The stars aren't aligned...

The city crouches, steaming In the early morning half light The sun is still a rumor And the night is still a threat Slipping through the dark streets And the echoes and the shadows Something stirs behind me And my...

The city crouches, steaming In the early morning half-light The sun is still a rumor And the night is still a threat Slipping through the dark streets And the echoes and the shadows Something stirs behind me And my...

The city crouches, steaming In the early morning half-light The sun is still a rumor And the night is still a threat Slipping through the dark streets And the echoes and the shadows Something stirs behind me And my...

Like a million little doorways All the choices we made All the stages we passed through All the roles we played For so many different directions Our separate paths might hve turned With every door that we opened Every...

Like a million little doorways All the choices we made All the stages we passed through All the roles we played For so many different directions Our separate paths might have turned With every door that we opened Every...

Pack up all those phantoms Shoulder that invisible load Keep on riding North and West Haunting that wilderness road Like a ghost rider Carry all those phantoms Through bitter wind and stormy skies From the desert to...

Pack up all those phantoms Shoulder that invisible load Keep on riding north and west Haunting that wilderness road Like a ghost rider Carry all those phantoms Through bitter wind and stormy skies From the desert to...

The best we can agree on Is it could have been worse What happened to your old Benevolent universe? You know the one with stars That revolve around you Beaming down full of promises To bring good news You used to feel...

A hundred thousand years A hundred thousand miles of track A hundred thousand tears Hundred thousand souls You can't give back When the dark subsides An eternity goes by On the fault line Between then and now...

A to B -- Different degrees... So much style without substance So much stuff without style It's hard to recognize the real thing It comes along once in a while Like a rare and precious metal beneath a ton of rock It...