Тексты песен «Rusted Root»

Spread these wings open wide Open wide to my grave Spread these wings open wide Open wide, shed these braves We only know our love is for you We only know our love is for you We only know our love, our love is for you...

I'm gonna find my antenna Put it on the garbage dump Now that my world is over I've got to reconstruct Reconstruct, 'cause animals love touch Yeah, we love to touch When I got a glitch, now here's the itch In my yellow...

Shades of gray coldness from inside Snowed in without a shovel or plow Rhetoric on the radio ?Don't you go outside' I shiver in the dark coldness all around Hide behind my jacket Listen to the cold facts of lies Because...

Shades of gray coldness from inside Snowed in without a shovel or plow Rhetoric on the radio, don't you go outside I shiver in the dark coldness all around Hide behind my jacket, listen to the cold facts of lies...

It's in this hour It's in my blood I'm awake in you And all these witnesses They stare me in the face This time I won't wait too long To turn away Fleeing from my head Till the dawn The dawn Cause when all I...

I left my home on the way to Chicago Somewhere out in the middle of the road Where all my dreams are falling like snow And at night I can still see it glowing, blowing Cool breeze Baby roam, roam, roam, baby roam, roam...

I left my home on the way to Chicago, Somewhere out in the middle of the road, Where all my dreams are falling like snow At night I can still see it glowing.... Blowing Cool breeze baby raam, raam, raam, baby raam, raam...

Back to the earth I scream it and no one listen to me Back to the earth I live they all follow Come on, come on, see my world, my world Come on, come on, see my world, my world, hey yeah Well I'm coming down now to...

Bad son, there you go There you go again Many matches come Many matches go You ain't listening my friend You might listen though Little wet boy, you got no clothes on And see You be dog gone Bad son, there you go Whatta...

Come and hear the funeral marchin' Maybe, this is your suicide Maybe, this is more pure, pure and simple Maybe this is all I have for home Whoa, home, daddy yeah Why have all your beautiful people Brushed you on down,...

Come and hear the funeral marchin' Maybe this is your suicide Maybe this is more pure Pure and simple Maybe this is all I have for Home, home, home, daddy Why have all your beautiful people, Brushed you on down, down...

Rusted Root Big White Bird Are you the one taken by the sun? Coming down, Riding the big white bird Flyin high I say one, where'd you go? Three whole miles in the setting sun I say: Are you the one big white bird? (in...

Are you the one taken by the sun? Coming down Riding the big white bird Flyin' high I say one, where'd you go? Three, whole miles in the setting sun I say, "Are you the one, big white bird? (In the wind?) Are you the...

Lyrics by Michael Glabicki Music by Michael Glabicki Arranged by Rusted Root And we go out On the world tonight With our blue diamonds That were once our fears Pressing down On the town And we go out my...

When I was young I threw bullets in the fire, Believe me when I tell this truth, But now those days are gone, lights have passed me by, I can't disguise the way I feel, I feel, I feel, ... feel... feel... In the tomb I...

What is that you said Gotta whistle in the wind yea go down go down go down Fear for me and I will fear for you, fear, fear Fear whistles in the wind as I go down Fear whistles in the wind as I blow down When the cat...

Bottom of the ocean is where we met I can almost smell the smells In this circle of remembrance The sea has opened wide Hold true, hold true to the legend sent Sent forward for ourselves Hold true, hold true to...

I've got snake eyes, growing wings The time has come for you and me Could it be that we've got it made' Could it be that we've got it made as we steer into the big, big tree now It's a dream that comes alive Today,...

See the bloody faces lifted to the sky Do you want to run to a future left behind? I remember asking why, there lies aggression. Separation where there should be love Power plays while the people die Let it rain and...

My mood is much darker than fear It's older than anger It's infant and primal It's bubbly and grotesque It's in between what I know And so I ask, Why should I cry Whya?cry Let's go my no one love You're the...