5 acessos
Twenty straight days of rain
And a cold dull pain
Haunt this house
Every morning
The daylight breaks
And I wake up wishing
I was somewhere else
The life of the reckless
I dream at night
No home, no plan, no ties
And when my blood stops running
So will I
Locusts and the memory
Of the wild me
Lay dead outside
No radio
And no TV
They only make me
Feel less alive