Sleepy Sun
New Age
Dirty streets are filled with suits and televisionsThe smell cuts a glass shore under the seasonHeads roll down the hill and father keeps it stillThe sickness is trying to sit with meMan knows god is resoluting pain for mercyA new age of silence calls in the sunNo sound or song shines like the sunThere's peace in in the mountains where an old man sits in the warm sunHis own best friend, better he once was, he does not take sweets he takes all the moneyThe motions not a hint of a smile to be foundHis back keeps turning never looking out for meI'll scream for peace in the mountain rangeI know that we've been through this beforeWe are the souls of a dying raceI'll tell all the kids we'll burn in hellI'll scream for peace in the mountain range
From Letras Mania