Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Outskirts, artist - Trampled By Turtles. Album song Songs from a Ghost Town, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 04.10.2004
Record label: Banjodad
Song language: English
The Outskirts |
Well I turned around in time to see the clouds fade, |
running back could only make them stay. |
Forward now I run down a winding road, |
try to pay back everything that I have ever owed. |
And when your money runs, will you buy a friend? |
And when your guns don’t fire, will that be the end? |
With no land left to burn, and nowhere left to run, |
where then can we stand when it’s all said and done? |
Well I hear the thunder roll, I feel the cold winds blowing, |
but you won’t find me there, 'cause I won’t go back again. |
While you’re on smoky roads, I’ll be out in the sun, |
where the trees still grow, where they count by one |
Well you take from our schools to build a bigger bomb, |
you tell us fiery lies about the course we’re on. |
And you’ll kill all the world, and you’ll reverse the sun, |
and which would you sell first, your soul or your gun? |
But I hear the thunder roll, I feel the cold wind blowing, |
but you won’t find me there, 'cause I won’t go back again. |
While you’re on smoky roads I’ll be out in the sun, |
where the trees still grow, where they count by one |