Rebecca Radio Edit

On the road tonight. But a sign prophesize Through the time. Please, now tomorrow way. Cutting months away. It's not me. Well, I guess I am still the hero. When I take you by the hand. All the walls are down and the wind blows. Rebecca. Rebecca. Rebecca. Rebecca. Why the streets are covered spies. Dark upon the face Of the desperation. Please, smell of gasoline. My beloved machine. Follow this generation. We'll have king and queen in the kingdom. And another reason why. Soon the moon will pass and the wind blows. Rebecca. Rebecca. Rebecca. She breaks through the glass. Raindrops of calm merging and dividing. We're chasing the afterlight blind. We're the one with less than no time, Time, We're chasing the afterlight blind. We're the one with less than no time, Time, Time