Tytuł: Dead melodies

• Wykonawca: Beck
• Wyświetleń: 236

  
   Where will you go
  When this day is over?
  A gambler's purse
  Lays on the road.
  
  Straight to your door,
  Snakes have gone crazy tonight,
  Winding their way out of sight.
  
  A laugh, a joke,
  A sentiment wasted,
  Seasons of strangers,
  They've come and gone.
  
  Doldrums are pounding,
  Cheapskates are clowning this town,
  Who could disown themselves now?
  
  Engineer,
  Slow down this old train,
  Cinders and chaff
  Laugh at the moon.
  
  Night birds will cackle,
  Rotting like apples on trees,
  Sending their dead melodies
  to me.