I beg to differ to break the chain To draw a line right through tomorrow And cancel every claim I've seen reflections beneath my skin And drums beating for battle In the eyes of children And turning it over right down Where the eye don't see no color Where the war don't make a sound Ice on the shoulder, Noel Praise the Lord above and sell, sell, sell Oh, violent flowers, you fill the screen Betray your mother and change your name So tall and fickle and blind as snow Running headfirst for oblivion 'Cause you've nowhere else to go And turning it over right down Where the eye don't see no color Where the war don't make a sound Ice on the shoulder, Noel Praise the Lord above and sell, sell, sell In chill of winter, in dead of night Each so familiar with the hunger That they got no appetite They talk of loving, I hear her say That as fast as I can give it He's taking it away And turning it over right down Where the eye don't see no color Where the war don't make a sound Ice on the shoulder, Noel Praise the Lord above and sell, sell, sell Turning it over right down Where the eye don't see no color Where the war don't make a sound Ice on the shoulder, Noel Praise the Lord above and sell, sell, sell A weeping willow, the desert wind So many learn to swallow So few to understand This deepest longing, this cup of faith Where to put them in a world Where no innocence is safe © WARNER/CHAPPELL MUSIC LTD; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com