The great blue sky was moving with his bike As he flew past the dollhouse cut-outs All suggesting signs of life There were voices in the wood He didn't know if he had it right They didn't know if he would listen But they were thinking that he might He could not articulate that kind of doom There was something in the silence Like suggestions from the moon And at night he leaves the light on Little child, I have come I will go through the rain and snow if you keep me on your side Lay your head, do not fear
The gun we're under The rolling thunder Is just one side of the wall There were countless times He knew there was more to take Through the veneer of empty smiles In between all the hands and shakes He pulled back the flesh Behold a human machine With eyes so cold and vacant Only statues could believe He could not get his young mind around the bend Yet the polish, it would not stick And the truth will never end For tonight he leaves the light onTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
