on from here walkin dreams awake i think not i think not the sky comes king blown in every direction and of no country i am straw
it is no mystery i know my way from here
iron sharpens iron crooked wooden and peacock black i have your feathers slung across my back i'm not the only one to help you down the hill my blue knuckles do as they will
it is no mystery i know my way from here it is no mystery i know my way from here
one as precious as the other they go with me today i am not a false conscience a tyrant angels line my pockets dear i walk a hutterite mile look at me this once put an eye to my step look and furrow its only misery its only ankle deep
it is no mystery i know my way from here it is no mystery i know my way from hereTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
