Текст песни Cut To The Chase, Rush
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But it burns with a restless flame The arrow on a moving target The archer must be sure of his aim It is the engine that drives itself But it chooses the uphill climb A bearing on magnetic north Growing farther away all the time Can t stop moving Can t stop moving Can t stop... You may be right It s all a waste of time I guess that s just a chance I m prepared to take A danger I m prepared to face Cut to the chase It is the rocket that ignites itself And launches its way to the stars A driver on a busy freeway Racing the oblivious cars It s the motor of the western world Spinning off to every extreme Pure as a lover s desire Evil as a murderer s dream Young enough not to care too much About the way things used to be I m young enough to remember the future The past has no claim on me I m old enough not to care too much About what you think of me But I m young enough to remember the future And the way things ought to be Cut Cut... Cut to the chase You may be right It s all a waste of time I guess that s just a chance I m prepared to take A danger I m prepared to face Cut to the chase What kind of difference can one person make? Cut to the chase |