Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Pobble Who Has No Toes, artist - Edward LearDate of issue: 06.01.2008
Song language: English
The Pobble Who Has No Toes |
| Old legs born out of the fire |
| Cold winds don’t call my name |
| Forever lost in the cloudlands |
| No rest for the withered hand |
| And time is born from the wild men |
| Who dream of the golden day |
| Called home by unknown survivors |
| No rest for the worst of men |
| Turn back time, I don’t belong here |
| But when I turn my head, time always changes me |
| Take me back to golden horizons |
| Hell, you’re going to find me anyway |
| Torn between the wolves and the waters |
| Heavens gonna find me on the way |
| When common tongues have expired me |
| Young fait to restore my name |
| Old hearts born out from nobility |
| Call that the coming of age |
| Take me back to golden horizons |
| Hell, you’re going to find me anyway |
| Torn between the wolves and the waters |