Ten Foot Pole - Nova Scotia - Sözleri

i watch the objects form in cloudy skies



a bat, a pirate ship and then her eyes



so i pound a shot down



punch



my arm and set up a new round



till me, myself and i cant concentrate





the clouds conspire to show me what i miss





hair, her cheeks, her lips puckered up to kiss



her



the wind blows





drags her nose

through her forehead like a horn grows



the omen



clear but years too late

nova scotia's so damn cold yeah





i moved here to give her space





drinking stoli to kill my

theres not enough to lose her face

memory









she poisoned our hometown

so i moved a half a world away





where frozen





winter chokes the color

leaving black and white and gray

														   

														   



Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com