Youngs Plan (The)

Rocks In The River
Evening came, with broken bones And tired feet, found their way to the doorstep But nothing's changed, still feel that storm If only I could control this temper But now I'm tired, Now I'm tired Now I'm tired Now I'm tired Everyone can stay here Everyone can here Cos everyone's afraid Everyone's afraid Everyone's afraid Everyone's afraid Everyone. But what if it all goes wrong What if we were pretty much fucked all along We'll lay back down, and rest our heads On the quilted ground, of riverbeds Of riverbeds Like rocks that we threw in the river Like rocks that we threw in the river Like rocks that we threw in the river Oh, like rocks, like rocks, like rocks that we. From Letras Mania