Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nowhere Sides, artist - Omar Rodríguez-López. Date of issue: 26.01.2017
Song language: English
Nowhere Sides |
| Keep, I’m pushing hard, searching for a man |
| His eyes are yellow, and he can’t really come |
| What’s left a ghost, city of my hand |
| Nobody’s laughing, or waiting for a pulse |
| Yes he keeps on looking for his father’s son |
| But he’s not to be found |
| Yes he keeps on looking for his father’s son |
| But he’s not to be found |
| Build the nerve to swim, breathing in his dust |
| Underwater burial at the desk of Notre Dame |
| Sunders half-dead, pretending not to care |
| The troops are statues, standing in the sun |
| Yes he keeps on looking for his father’s son |
| But he’s not to be found |
| Yes he keeps on looking for his father’s son |
| But he’s not to be found |
| Soon it has come, a virtue |
| It seems absolved to this Earth |
| Skirts with nails are spreading |
| Soft pain, burnt lips on peaceful lips |
| Your soft still soul’s damaged |
| Soon it has come, a virtue again |
| Every day when I appear to stay |
| Lousy day the ground is wrecked with |
| Yes he keeps on looking for his father’s son |
| No he’s not to be found |
| Yes he keeps on looking for his father’s son |
| No he’s not to be found |
| You’ll break the water in again, my son |
| This lizard can be stung |
| You’ll break the water in again, my son |
| It’s you that can be stung |