Lyrics Christoph - New Desert Blues

Christoph

I said fill the bag
With all you have
These are our demands
So do it quick
I dig a grave and hide my gold
I turn my back against
The chance to do as I was told
Oh I am torn
Summon the rain
The wild is tamed
Oh my blood runs cold
Weathered and old
To hang or to hold
We travel in the night
To avoid the light
To punish and to plead
Set the scene
I hide my face
My urge to run
My cold heart stays basking
In the burning desert sun
Oh I am torn
Summon the rain
The wild is tamed
Oh my blood runs cold
Weathered and old
To hang or to hold
{Instrumental]
Oh I am torn
Summon the rain
The wild is tamed
Oh my blood runs cold
Weathered and old
To hang or to hold