All the leaves are falling Where the hedgehogs hiding And a bee buzzes by Makes me feel like crying Hear the song of warning From the blackbird calling The hills are alight Feels like the first day of your life
There's a hawk in the distance He ain't praying for forgiveness It's his nature to kill but mine isn't But we all kill in ways that he doesn't As we pay our taxes to the war machine The War Machine Oh no. Won't always be the war machineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
