Paroles

There must be something good
There must be something else
There must be something good
There must be
I must obey the rules
I must be tame and cool
No staring at the clouds
I must stay on the ground
In clusters of the mice
The smoke gets in our eyes
I must smooth out the lines
I must not lose my mind
I must give up my dream
We'll all conceal our wings
Like babies on display
Like angels in a cage
I must be pure and true
I must contain my views
There must be something else
There must be something good
Far away
Far away from here
Far away
Far away from here
Far away
Far away from here
There must be something good
Far away from here
Far away from here
There must be something good
Far away
Far away
There must be something good
Far away from here
And I'll be here
Yes, I am here for good
There must be something good
There must be
Written by: Chris Cornell
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