Тексты песен «Son Volt»

Written about to death Around for another breath The cops will run The masses will flow Killed by consolidation Killed by saturation The underground will correct With reaction rebellion Rock and roll around my head

Riding waves of sound 300 miles from metropolitan Grapes are wrapped all around Riding waves of sound Written lines is everyone's own story Find a spot to names a called Time's are pullin' all directions Be the barker...

Facing the crossroads we've come to Waited and we're sinking thoughts of heresy It's been slow, a good show, just the same Been hanging on so long, hanging on for so long Out of your arms, into the absence pure No...

US highway, from north to south It's history breathing Get out from under the gun Drive down Highway 61 Hannibal's son saw the gold rush Saw the civil war done Then settled down south On Highway 61 There's no reason...

Ain't no more cane on the risin' It's all been ground down to molasses Should' ve been on the river in nineteen and ten They were driving the women just like the men Should've been on the river in nineteen and five...

(Verse) Drifting and turned, double edge dance Hearts burn with the wind to find their way Words that connect, never gain enough traction Thus forever blown astray (Chorus) And there was never any doubt Plans to make...

Love is the pavement Splitting your heart Slow diamond's no laughter Sweep the hell hound trail Translate the faces Wash off the dust Smoke plume twilight American tears Prairie burnt eyes tell the hell And break...

What do you want? Where do you find it? You can call it what you will The sound of heartbreak from a jail cell Finding work in bar all nights Jukebox letters and numbers The burning hearts and starving minds Souls in...

Can't taste holy water Can't find it in a well Been doing a lot of thinking Thinking about hell Thinking about the ozone Thinking about lead Thinking about the future And what to do then The words of Woody Guthrie...

Can't taste holy water Can't find it in a well Been doing a lot of thinking Thinking about hell Thinking about the ozone Thinking about lead Thinking about the future And what to do then The words of Woody Guthrie...

(Verse) The waves came down but the world never wanted Hearts press on anyway and until Where theres smoke theres fire, faith has charm But faith can destroy By and by all the threads are sown Dark clouds make their...

Hopeless heroes beat this clap-trap haven Rats are bigger than the noise, this generation Who the hell is Tod Jones anyway? Society's bombs on a cafeteria trail The only thing is the brain is split The smiles to stares...

I am the voice of Lilli Schull Muffled since nineteen three [unverified] When my lover became my murderer And burned the flesh off of me My life's been a burden Now I'm going home I've been loaded down Now I've been...

Stuck in a hotel in Amsterdam It's about sundown for you Your sleep doesn't happen easy Choice words for the pay phone that doesn't work You buy up some cocaine and heroin But you can't call home Find sleep where you...

Theres more to this than waiting Lined for you Im searching for understanding In this world, outside that heartache Your heart is your fortress Man parts and shackled doors Theres more brick walls and bridges on the...

Can't find the reason Can't find the way Guess it's not you and me Only dogs have their day Another case of words that melt It's not a question of right Nightmares in broad daylight Season crash, season burn You...

You could change your ways Living long enough to stay But you're leaving Before the day breaks Your proving ground is strange Your proving ground is strange No pain, no need to blink You say it's better when you don't...

The faces we carried broke apart Believe in the powered distance fade From the dying dust a marauding shine For the shedded skin and soul Smile upon the chaos streams Turning point calm awaits you Stop running 60 miles...

[Incomprehensible] Pretty fingers on the phone Non violent grace, this religion No one wants to be alone Reclaim the rust that northern birds take It like a song that in their feet [Incomprehensible] on the radio Take...

Blind Spot of a lifetime this litter, pretty fingers on the phone Non violent grace this religion, no one wants to be alone Reclaim the rust the northern birds stay, they like the sun to hit their feet Bandoloro on the...