I can still hear the sounds of hammers Echoing through the woods As I stand in someone’s driveway Where our trees and tree forts stood I can taste the yellow flowers Bittersweet upon my tongue On the Avenue of the Indians One for all and all for one
On the shores of childhood mystery We signed our names in blood We pledged our voices to the wind Our loyalty to the sun And the days ran on forever ‘Til we heard her whistle blow On the Avenue of the Indians Buried deep inside our souls
Ready or not here I come Olly all in free come on everyone
Come to the water One for all, one by one When will they call you No one knows….ain’t this fun
Every curtain’s coming to a close Every story has its end I will never say goodbye to you Just a fare thee well my friend I won’t worry how to find you ‘Cause I know just where you’ll be On the Avenue of the Indians Where we’ll set our spirits free
Mason Dixon Line, anyone I can hear him coming everybody run Oh everybody runTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.