Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pictures, artist - Illy. Album song Long Story Short, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.08.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: illy
Song language: English
Pictures |
Footprints in the sand, change of plans |
Make a new one, take my hand |
We’re young, we’re live |
Chasing the memories, not enough time |
So I keep a picture in my wallet of you, you, you, you, you |
Footprints in the sand, change of plans |
Make a new one, take my hand |
We’re young, we’re live |
Chasing the memories, not enough time |
So I keep a picture in my wallet of you, you, you, you, you |
White sands, crystal waters |
Can you imagine a world without borders |
Imagination don’t cave to gravity |
These dreams pale this insane reality |
Let the pressure come, we shine like a settin' sun |
Like the good times never done |
Snapshots with fella’s in Prague |
Or a beach in spain, umbrella in the glass |
Board shorts, long necks, cruise through the night |
Summertime cowboys do what they like |
Move like the tide, sure as there’s blue in the sky, the youth got my future on |
side |
Heard pictures a thousand words but I guess that shit ain’t about a verse |
So I made an album of photos, an album of music |
And can’t figure which comes first |
Footprints in the sand, change of plans |
Make a new one, take my hand |
We’re young, we’re live |
Chasing the memories, not enough time |
So I keep a picture in my wallet of you, you, you, you, you |
Footprints in the sand, change of plans |
Make a new one, take my hand |
We’re young, we’re live |
Chasing the memories, not enough time |
So I keep a picture in my wallet of you, you, you, you, you |
Yeah, from behind dark shades |
Watch in the skies, man |
Like the world in the future in my hands |
What more can a young man ask for? |
Good mates and stamps in a passport |
Light joints on a lonely beach |
With a beer and a feed while my hometown sleeps |
It’s as real as it gets, I can’t fake a thing |
I moved on but still start to take it in |
I swear don’t care where I’m at |
I’ll always have time for a laugh with the lads |
I keep memories close to my cash |
So I’m never too, too focused on that |
And look, I heard pictures a thousand words |
But I guess that shit ain’t about a verse |
So I made a album of photos, an album of music |
And can’t figure which comes first |
Footprints in the sand, change of plans |
Make a new one, take my hand |
We’re young, we’re live |
Chasing the memories, not enough time |
So I keep a picture in my wallet of you, you, you, you, you |
Footprints in the sand, change of plans |
Make a new one, take my hand |
We’re young, we’re live |
Chasing the memories, not enough time |
So I keep a picture in my wallet of you, you, you, you, you |