THE PEACE PRICE - Infantree (Impressão)

Papel

Fonte Tamanho

395px

Música

Artista

Letra

Colunas

The heavy wind, heated by the sun

It's rising up

And I've been told, we got to move away

We're staying here

All's gone the way of the wind

They stare at you, and they point at me when

I step outside

And the kids rely on nothing but themselves

And even then

All's gone the way of the wind

Now listen baby, we got to think things thru

Quietly

There's no getting even, not even desperately

Think of me