Divers of the dust You can help me if you must Divers of the dust
Lying here, on the rocks With the cliffs disintegrating Last I heard, in the end The waves were scraping city streets
You look out the window to see Seven lines of stunted trees How did we end up here And how do we meet?
I hear sirens
Fish are flowing through my veins
Divers of the dust You could't understand You were the bullet in my gun I was your man
Divers of the dust I was putty in your hand You were the bullet fired Into the ravaged landTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
