The Mass

They did it like this in the glory days When risks and skills had a chance to pay Sonically it tells me I'm going somewhere It might be this, that call from nowhere From upstairs, from up above From on the right to the left under the globe It's taking time and passion To make the past again yeah Sacred and laughs in the same temple Does it still make sense? In your head it's a time travel cnd you can't explain it Seeking sense in this carnival To be ahead of what's after this Why the past makes it so blessful Like a frozen picture In my head there's a cool whistle It might be this, I wonder Feel the skin of an instrument Raging synths, that's loud over the elements Bringing avant-garde & pop to a wedding To build a classic tune that will be heard on thanksgiving I found a remedy for this precise situation Masters of the genre living in the same location Eras and Heroes are merged in line Each one his line, it's such a good time! It's taking time and passion To make the past again yeah Sacred and laughs in the same temple Does it still make sense? It's taking time and passion To make the past again yeah Sacred and laughs in the same temple Does it still make sense? It's taking time and passion To make the past again yeah