To stare into dark corners Shadows cross our lives The image of my father Like a sleeping child To walk to the blue ocean And shelter in the shade The eyes that once were living Like a jack of spades Smiles of sinless murder The stormy dark remains Who never rode white horses Or wished on falling stars Old mad men chase their shadows On the day they die dancing in the moonlight Send shivers down my spine Skeletons of angels Shot right through the heart As he gunned the motor At eighty miles an hour In the minds of children Drowning in thin air A voice comes from the darkness I am the jack of spades I am the jack of spadesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
