Tytuł: Shots

• Wykonawca: Neil Young
• Wyświetleń: 199

Shots
  Ringing all along the borders
  can be heard
  Striking out
  like a venom in the sky
  Cutting through the air
  faster than a bird
  In the night.
  
  Children
  Are lost in the sand,
  building roads
  with little hands
  Trying to join
  their father's castles
  together again
  Will they make it?
  Who knows where or when
  Old wounds will mend?
  
  Machines
  Are winding their way along,
  looking strong
  Building roads
  and bringing back
  loads and loads
  Of building materials
  In the night
  
  Men
  Are trying to move the borders
  on the ground
  Lines between the different spots
  that each has found
  But back home
  another scene was going down
  In the night.
  
  Lust
  Comes creepin' through the night
  to feed on hearts
  Of suburban wives
  who learned to pretend
  When they met their dream's end
  In the night.
  
  Shots
  I hear shots, I keep hearing shots
  I keep hearing shots
  I hear shots.
  
  Shots
  I hear shots, I keep hearing shots
  I keep hearing shots
  I hear shots.
  
  But I'll never use your love,
  You know I'm not that kind
  And so if you give your heart away
  I promise to you
  Whatever we do
  That I will always be true.