Letras
There in the weeds
There at your side
I don't know the size of it
Who can know?
Patriot
Under the spell
Maybe howling underground
Ear at the dirt
Running home with a notion in your head
Running home with a notion in your head
Shadows on the land
What of the wail?
Nothing is wrong
I cannot be here today
I will not be
Skull and bones
Take in the fear
Something for a hungry mouth
Something for
Running home with a notion in your head
Running home with a notion in your head