10,000 Years of Weeping - текст песни
10,000 Years of Weeping
The bus pulled over On the roadside The men pulled out their guns again And told me to keep quiet The sun was streaming down Around the empty sound Disturbed by the roaring Of a mirage soaring by
And the radio carried the newscast From a place where peace appeared As fragile as glass Far away from here And in the public eye The people of America promised they wouldn't die
Sat still and silent I listened to the news The men walked up and down the bus And watched me for a move The occasional threat And game of Russian roulette All six bullets against my head So that they couldn't lose
And the radio carried the newscast From a place where peace appeared As fragile as glass Far away from here And in the public eye The people of America made sure they wouldn't die
Sat still and silent I listened to the news The radio now changed channels And then it blew a fuse
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