I've stood in airports guarded
glass and chrome
Walked rifled roads and landmined
loam
Seen a forest in flames right
down to the road
Burned in love till I've seen
my heart explode
You've been leading me
Beside strange waters
Across the concrete fields
of man
Sun ray like a camera pans
Some will run and some will
stand
Everything is bullshit but
the open hand
You've been leading me
Beside strange waters
Streams of beautiful lights
in the night
But where is my pastureland
in these dark valleys?
If I loose my grip, will I
take flight?
You've been leading me
Beside strange waters
Streams of beautiful lights
in the night
But where is my pastureland
in these dark valleys?
If I loose my grip, will I
take flight?
Marco Giunco |
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