Letra de Festival Thyme
well it turned out rain festival thyme shagging again in this bed next to me walked out then happy and i don't know why and i caught a refrain of a strained melody like a pained memoryliving on some kind of looking glass eye searching for comfort in faces we never findnow if i had my way we'd be drunk for the rest of our lives and where we'd be today end in strange destinieslost on this end of festival thyme we'd meet again and again but friends, we'd never be but friends we'd never besearching our conscience for a voice in the wild thought it'd be lost here the rest of our festival times