7 acessos
Little one, move along
You're my last crooked song
Pluck your eyes from your dreams
There's a circus where my head should be
Little one, cloud of smoke
Up so high, where'd you go?
Here's the sun, I'll be damned
And a cloud for where your head will land
I'm pulling my eyes (pulling my eyes)
From the hole in the sky
So nobody knows (nobody knows)
How high I can fly
Little one, one of war
You can't blow your trumpet anymore
Appleseed, appleseed
You're a rattle where my head should be
I'm pulling my eyes (pulling my eyes)
From the hole in the sky
So nobody knows (nobody knows)
How high I can fly