Smash

 

Understand that you're holding a bomb in your hand

Take control, hand in hand with yourself from now on

Take this advise, aim to the skies

Aim to the skies above

Show me what you're made of

I'm waiting for the answer

Tell me what you're afraid of

Show me what you're made of

I call out in my sleep

I can't reach you and it's killing me

I call out in my sleep

Sun is gone, days go on like the storm in the sea

And the shore is the loneliest place you can be

Stay dry instead a moment ahead

Aim to the skies above

I call out in my sleep...

You say that you're not the same kid

He one who used to be the weeper

You say it's something deeper

Something that you couldn't tame

Something that would wake the sleeper

You say, you say

I call out in my sleep...

The Rasmus - Smash

/ Your memory feels like home to me. So whenever my mind wanders, it always finds it’s way back to you. /

Hello, summer... Let's start this new era's day with remembering something that means a lot for me.
The Rasmus is one of this precious bands that always live in your heart as an incredibly cherished memories which you remembered so rarely, but which mean a world to you. And when I fall in their fragile romantic and so melancholy embraces, I find myself thinking that I still haven't met a band with more beautiful music, music with the deepest sadness in the heart of it, so elusive, shrouded with mystery and imagery, and filled with unearthly beauty... Or maybe there are so much of my memories dissolved in them? Anyways... Love these guys 'till the end.