Let's start this song with a stroll around Late and cold we wander, smell of sale and cumber walks The faster we go the quicker we'll end With lack of homegrowns in the gardens we tend Tada to town light, fire Forks in the road we're not A rush of spring makes diamond rings Of grass blades some and everything Beige backed jumpers scared from those crooked stares Proved wrong on public roads named by our attic air Tada to town light, fire Forks in the road we're not Spoons more so we're caught Forks in the road we're not Spoons more so we're caught Forks in the road we're not This town is dead from too much living Let's make our ending from new beginnings Let's raise the barn from strongest of cedar And leave it all to forces of nature This town is dead from too much living Let's make our ending from new beginnings Let's raise the barn from strongest of cedar And leave it all to forces of nature This town is dead from too much living Let's make our ending from new beginnings This town is dead from too much living Let's make our ending from new beginnings Let's raise the barn from strongest of cedar And leave it all to forces of nature © ARTS & CRAFTS MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com