A Room With A View — текст песни (Death Angel)

[Words & Music: Cavestany]

Sitting at the window staring down
Listen to the people shuffle around
Hear the children laughing
Feel the morning breeze
Sunlight warms his skin
The autumn air is taken in
A nearby bird sings its song for him

A room with a view
You`re looking at him
He`s looking through you
A room with a view
Who`s fooling who
There`s got to be something that he knew

So there he sits and some may wonder
About the sly grin on his face
Yet little do they know
(they don`t have a clue)
The boundaries of his wisdom
In the solitude of his kingdom