Тексты песен «David Francey»

Turn on the TV and it's always the same It's just those losers and winners in some ultimate game And there's no point playing if you're not gonna win 'Cause winning's a sacrament and losing's a sin And it wears me down...

In the Bitterroot The biggest sky The valley wide The mountain high The holy girl Whose smile was light The crescent moon The bird in flight The rising Hight and higher Bread and water, blood and fire Bread and water,...

And they came from the cities And they come from the towns They come from the countryside Come from miles around And the warm miles around And the warm wind rising Makes the banners fly On the fields of summer Under...

Here on the ground It's a long way down To the land down under And all I want to do Is ride into the blue yonder Id' beep in the sky And I'd be higher than high And it's no wonder That all I want to do Is ride into the...

Behind the stairs and the Coke machine Down in the corner, sight unseen In the cheap motel It's concrete walls and concrete walks Concrete halls and concrete blocks In the cheap motel The girl at the desk, she's...

Every dread that you can name It rattles round inside my brain I'm luck I've got a brain at all Beating my head against this wall Here I am, a walking mess Although I walk among the blessed Can't count that as a...

They stuck him in the army And they told him where to stand What a rigid occupation For the ordinary man He stood outside the factory gate With his papers in his hand What a shameful termination Of the ordinary man...

What's like behind those eyes That watch the weary world go by Unnoticed, unrecognized Unbowed uncowed, unbroken Pandora's box wide open Hasp and hinges broken Pandora's box wide open Amid the braying of the herd And...

Cloud gather and the rain falls And fills the well that feeds us all And I'm loath to complain But it's been years Of hard rain And the heart knows it's own mind And the heart sees and the heart's blind And the heart...

I lived a long rutted road Where the nighttime fell like a heavy load And the firmament was fixed and still Above the dark of Bunker Hill I love the twinkling of the lights I'm watching for a satellite The shooting...

A battered bag Hung in a tree Rustles like The fallen leaves It's hung up there An empty sack Can't go forward Can't go back The constellation Streetlights' glow The firmament Displayed below And in the dark The...

The glory-bound The beaten down Hell-bent for love again Forget the wind that howls in And turns the weather vane Everybody leaves their mark Some profound and some profane And everybody falls in love And falls back...