Xylos
Yellow Flip-Flops
Are you grateful for the time that you're given?For pursuing interests if they are of desireFor a phone book full of loved ones you'll call if the worst does transpireFor a phone call in the rippling coldMention a cup of coffee and your red scarf around your neckIn the quiet, peace and calmThey call us in each lonely nightTill suddenly you'll ariseNo longer grateful, but deprivedYou're feeling so deprivedOn hell I'll walk with yellow flip-flipsI'll doggie-paddle your dirty riverI'll raise a fist for your city-wide specialSitting on hell is a child mid-shiverDo you walk by and find yourself sayingThere is not enough space in my mind for their facesDo you walk on drunk in the pouring rain and feel that you are home?Or do you feel so out of water that more often than not you want to be alone?In the quiet, peace and calmWith your headphones on tightEnsconced in your worldA smile comes over your faceAnd you're feeling so aliveOn hell I'll walk with yellow flip-flipsI'll doggie-paddle your dirty riverI'll raise a fist for your city-wide specialSitting on hell is a child mid-shiver
From Letras Mania