Letras
Hanging on like hell to the safety chain
Lifebuoy crash landed in pain
All the lovers are in retreat
Out on the edge of a nervous street
Aching, aching
Deaf to the call of the wild
Deaf to the firstborn's whispering plea
Expanding frames of cities in heat
Burning the edges of a lonely street
I want to hold your precious head
I will not leave you nor pretend, my friend
I want to hold you to the end
Hey mama, didn't know we'd end up here
The snapshot is old tiles and red walls
A squire is canned but can't compete
Shepherd, he's been mounted by his hands and his feet
I want to hold your precious head
I will not leave you nor pretend
I want to hold your precious head
We will not cease nor will we bend, my friend
I'm gonna hold you to the end
Make love, make peace
Make haste, it's a slow release
Great changes gonna carry you
Make love, make peace
Make haste, it's a slow release
Great changes gonna carry you
Make love, make peace
Make haste, it's a slow release
Great changes gonna carry you