It was the greatest night of my life. Although I still had not found a wife I had my friends Right there beside me. We were close together. We tripped the wall and we scaled the graveyard Ancient shapes were all around us. The wet dew felt fresh beside the fog. Two made love in an ancient spot One chased a rabbit into the dark A girl got drunk and balled the dead And I gave empty sermons to my head. Cemetary, cool and quiet Hate to leave your sacred lay Dread the milky coming of the day. Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
