[00:05.99]MPI- Bobby.chiang - Trip in Italy(2007.10)
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[00:18.20]MPI- Bobby.chiang - Trip in Italy(2007.10)
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[00:34.52]just like a spy through smoke and lights
[00:40.06]I escaped through the backdoor of the world
[00:45.70]and I saw things getting smaller
[00:51.26]fear as well as temptation
[00:56.72]now everything is reflection
[01:02.16]as i make my way through this labyrinth
[01:08.31]and my sense of direction
[01:12.70]is lost like the sound of my steps
[01:18.28]is lost like the sound of my steps
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[01:22.95]scent of dried flowers
[01:29.10]and I'm walkin' through the fog
[01:32.00]walkin' through the fog
[01:34.08]scent of dried flowers
[01:40.40]and I'm walkin' through the fog
[01:43.19]walkin' through the fog
[01:45.81]
[01:58.17]i see my memories in black and white
[02:03.63]they are neglected by space and time
[02:09.23]i stored all my days in boxes
[02:14.88]i left my wishes so far behind
[02:20.44]i find my only salvation
[02:25.91]in playin' hide and seek in this labyrinth
[02:31.59]and my sense of connection
[02:36.48]is lost like the sound of my steps
[02:41.94]is lost like the sound of my steps
[02:45.72]
[02:46.60]scent of dried flowers
[02:52.91]and I'm walkin' through the fog
[02:55.68]walkin' through the fog
[02:57.78]scent of dried flowers
[03:04.02]and I'm walkin' through the fog
[03:06.81]walkin' through the fog
[03:08.74]chorus
[03:09.48]
[03:10.48]words sounds music and i'm spinnin' in
[03:21.77]sounds music and i'm spinnin' out
[03:43.31]but i want to stay here
[03:49.00]cause i'm waiting for the rain
[03:54.33]and i want it to wash away
[03:59.86]everything everything everything
[04:04.83]scent of dried flowers
[04:11.02]and I'm walkin' through the fog
[04:13.87]walkin' through the fog
[04:15.88]scent of dried flowers
[04:22.06]and I'm walkin' through the fog
[04:24.89]walkin' through the fog
[04:27.06]scent of dried flowers
[04:33.36]and I'm walkin' through the fog
[04:36.14]walkin' through the fog
[04:38.23]scent of dried flowers
[04:44.44]and I'm walkin' through the fog
[04:47.24]walkin' through the fog
[04:52.58]MPI- Bobby.chiang - Trip in Italy(2007.10)

MPI- Bobby.chiang - Trip in Italy(2007.10)
MPI- Bobby.chiang - Trip in Italy(2007.10)
just like a spy through smoke and lights
I escaped through the backdoor of the world
and I saw things getting smaller
fear as well as temptation
now everything is reflection
as i make my way through this labyrinth
and my sense of direction
is lost like the sound of my steps
is lost like the sound of my steps
scent of dried flowers
and I'm walkin' through the fog
walkin' through the fog
scent of dried flowers
and I'm walkin' through the fog
walkin' through the fog
i see my memories in black and white
they are neglected by space and time
i stored all my days in boxes
i left my wishes so far behind
i find my only salvation
in playin' hide and seek in this labyrinth
and my sense of connection
is lost like the sound of my steps
is lost like the sound of my steps
scent of dried flowers
and I'm walkin' through the fog
walkin' through the fog
scent of dried flowers
and I'm walkin' through the fog
walkin' through the fog
chorus
words sounds music and i'm spinnin' in
sounds music and i'm spinnin' out
but i want to stay here
cause i'm waiting for the rain
and i want it to wash away
everything everything everything
scent of dried flowers
and I'm walkin' through the fog
walkin' through the fog
scent of dried flowers
and I'm walkin' through the fog
walkin' through the fog
scent of dried flowers
and I'm walkin' through the fog
walkin' through the fog
scent of dried flowers
and I'm walkin' through the fog
walkin' through the fog
MPI- Bobby.chiang - Trip in Italy(2007.10)