Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song High Noon, artist - Burden Of A Day. Album song Pilots & Paper Planes, in the genre Пост-хардкорDate of issue: 08.05.2006
Record label: Blood & Ink
Song language: English
High Noon |
| With contrite hearts on the blackest of days |
| We’ve done our deeds but now we have to pay |
| The social call; |
| the presidents not home |
| The gossip line we never would have known |
| I awoke to the sound of singing in the streets |
| The sorrow fell like the setting sun |
| On dusty streets the sound of running in our heads |
| As we hung like leaves from the trees |
| Shooting from the hip we live our lives so precariously |
| Breathing deeply for the last time I can see |
| The lights shining just for me… |
| Built to last |
| This winters going to end |
| The sun will shine on our faces |
| Life begins… |
| Swing low, Sweet chariot |
| Carry me home |
| Ride till sunset leave it all behind |
| And go |
| Cowboys never die |
| Built to last |
| This winters going to end |
| The sun will shine on our faces |
| Life begins… |
| When life ends life begins |
| Again and again |