Tytuł: Unloved

• Wykonawca: Jann Arden
• Wyświetleń: 214

  
   There will be no consolation prize
  this time the bone is broken clean
  no baptism, no reprise and no sweet taste
  of victory. All the stars have fallen
  from the sky
  and everything else in between
  satelites have closed their eyes, the moon
  has gone to sleep
  unloved....unloved....unloved....unloved
  
  here I am inside a hotel choking on a
  million words I said
  cigarettes have burned a hole and dreams are
  drunk and penniless
  here I am inside my father’s arms
  all jagged-bone and whiskey-dry
  whisper to me sweetly now and tell me I will
  never die
  unloved....unloved....unloved....unloved
  
  here I am an empty hallway
  broken window, rainy night
  I am nineteen sixty-two and I am ready
  for a fight people crying hallelujah
  while the bullet leaves the gun
  people falling, falling, falling and I don’t know
  where they’re falling from
  are they
  unloved....unloved....unloved....unloved
  
  hoping that the kindness will lead us
  past the blindness and
  not another living soul will ever have to feel
  unloved....unloved....unloved....unloved
  unloved....unloved