The summer has ended Quietly surrendered Laying its weapons on the ground 'round her feet The chimes—they are calling The leaves—they are falling To cover this land with their innocent lives
La la la la, wading in deeper La la la la, up to her knees
Two hands that are white Can't put up a fight Bereft of all strength and the flames in her eyes The infant, the damage The plunder, the pillage Her ruins of smoke this river can't choke
La la la la, wading in deeper La la la la, up to her waist La la la la, wading in deeper La la la la, up to her waist
The fall is a-coming Closer each morning It snarls at her heels and breathes down her neck A raven is calling Promethean warning The ties to her arms and her legs pull her down
La la la la, wading in deeper La la la la, over her head La la la la, wading in deeper La la la la, over her head La la la la, wading in deeper La la la la, over her head
La la la la, over her head...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
