Paroles de Vanadian

Something draws us to the road... Not money, fame, just life. To run away from everything, a different place each night. A world of debt compunded by a looming sense of doubt. Of all those things i've left behind, once in there's no way out. I'm proud to be van-adian, it leaves you wanting more. I lose grip on reality from travelling shore to shore. And bands will tour from every land, from every place or town. There's something about this group of us, this trip will take us round. The world has no description, we're a mesh of all backgrounds. One thing we share is hopes and dreams, no matter what the cost. The start of all our detriment, the keys are always lost. I'm proud to be van-adian, it leaves you wanting more. I lose grip on reality from travelling shore to shore. And bands will tour from every land, from every place or town. With lives in others hands, we're pushing cause we can. We look to you, we're lost, no matter what the cost. We travel on others' fumes and try not to break down.