Ian Hunter
Sea Diver
On morning shadows you were ill-spentIt's time, you said, or is it time you wentI tried so hard to leave youI tried to sleepThe hours you keepOh lord I wish I could escape this iron veilRide on my sonRide on my sonRide until you failSomething comes and something goesAnd something dies before it growsAnd I'm like a sea diverWho's lost in space[sweet, said his grace? ]Oh lord I wish I could escape this iron veilRide on my sonRight on my sonRide until you fail
From Letras Mania