
Date of issue: 12.10.2008
Song language: English
Wild West |
When the end comes |
You’ll see hydrogen electrolyzed |
Amazing, you’re amazed at the cold you see, the fire by your face |
Bitter bloom |
Flightless skies |
The fear the doom it’s no surprise |
Realize, there’s no sense in losing your mind before your time |
In order not to worry you write the words down |
But it’s a fool’s game and your game face is shameful |
Rise young sun you’re a tireless one |
And you’ll be back, burning |
When the morning comes when you catch my soul upon waking |
Will you make a wish |
For the wild west to accept the excess? |
When the end comes you’ll see fields of green beyond your reach |
And heartbeats |
Rise young sun, you’re a tireless one and you’ll be back burning |
When the morning comes |
When you catch my soul upon waking |
Will you make a wish |
For the fool’s gain to equal his insane? |