Light breaks the horizon as I lean against this wall Sunshine wakes the energy from deep within the soil Once again tomorrow rises from the factory floor In the open hand lies the key to every door
Voices raise demanding for is right for what is might Knowing the children before let they have to fight By the wall a boy steps out, another cigarette Morning in the city's unwilling to start yet
On tobacco road the lucky boys are singing But the victims can not show us this humorous day Knife in hand the boy scratches a message on the wall On tobacco road his dream will never ever fall knife in hand the boy scratches a message on the wall On tobacco road his dream will never ever fall
I remember when I saw a kite saw through the sky Ask my father if he'd catch that pretty butterfly Looking in his eyes I saw it was a world away People on tobacco road may look but they can't play
Evening comes so slowly like a whisper from the deep All along tobacco road the time has come for sleep Shadows hide the boy as sunset steals away the light If it takes forever one day he will have that kite
Tobacco road and the lucky boys are singing But the victims have no chance to see us today Knife in hand the boy scratches a message on the wall On tobacco road his dream will never ever fall Knife in hand the boy scratches a message on the wall On tobacco road his dream will never ever fall
Knife in hand the boy scratches a message on the wall On tobacco road his dream will never ever fall Knife in hand the boy scratches a message on the wall On tobacco road his dream will never fallTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
