Buffalo are out among the falling stars tonight Shadows cross the kitchen in the afternoon Daylight break on the hemisphere I jumped in the water You left too soon Blood red sun, moon on the water Everything is frozen north of Wichita And the rails bear a dangerous cargo there Through the latter days of dreamtime And the screen door is busted And the hours fall and wither away Everything is frozen north of Wichita I’m standing in this truckstop in Coeur D’ Alene Yeah I come from sad stories Yeah I come from lonely people too Yeah I come from California Where god is green and eyes are blue Where god is green and eyes are blue And the bird is flown already Like the guns are drawn already Blood red sun, moon on the water Everything is frozen north of Wichita And the rails bear a dangerous cargo there Through the latter days of dreamtime And the screen door is busted And the hours fall and wither away Everything is frozen north of Wichita I’m standing here just waiting on my judgment day Buffalo are out among the falling stars tonight Shadows cross the kitchen in the afternoon Daylight break on the hemisphere I jumped in the water You left too soon And the screen door is busted And the hours fall and wither away Everything is frozen north of Wichita I’m standing in this truckstop in Coeur D’ AleneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
