Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Fallow Fellow, artist - Cullah.
Date of issue: 26.04.2015
Song language: English
The Fallow Fellow |
You’re rest assured that I have heard |
In smokey skies and infant cries |
All of my lies fly high in pride |
Fortune and fortune |
And gold and gold |
I’m told I’ll get my fortune and gold |
But I feel cold and left alone |
To sit idly by my graveyard stone |
All my thoughts |
Turn into oughts |
Could of beens |
Should of beens |
Whether I’m free or not |
All my sadness |
Banished, it’s madness! |
It’s vanished and never coming back |
My face to the floor |
Heart racing no more |
These lungs I adore |
Have rot to the core |
In my last weakened swallow |
My heart becomes hallowed |
As the lands in my mind become fallow |
All the dark and dreary nights |
I stand alone in terror and fright |
Crying out my pain and fear |
Into the silence I hold dear |
The breeze, the breath of God — is still |
And kills my cold and frozen shrill |
Soft yet broken my body free falls |
Though shattered glass and haunting halls |
All my thoughts |
Turn into oughts |
Could of beens |
Should of beens |
Whether I’m free or not |
All my sadness |
Banished, it’s madness! |
It’s vanished and never coming back |
My face to the floor |
Heart racing no more |
These lungs I adore |
Have rot to the core |
In my last weakened swallow |
My heart becomes hallowed |
As the lands in my mind become fallow |
Soon the end will come to pass |
The future and present give way to past |
You’ll leave this cold and fragile world |
To dance upon the starlit whirl of |
Truth becomes irrational |
And love becomes love actual |
You try to react in time for action |
But the fever has grown and killed your sorry soul |