John Murry

Southern Sky
I was asleepI woke up to the sound of itSashaying down the hallRemnants of secretsOur precious livesAnd I’m terrified of it allI’ve got no pastThere is no futureThis sickness follows me aroundI’ve got no timeThe hour’s nearing And I’m gonna burn this old house downShe knows my faceMy broken bodyAnd I still see it in her eyesThat crucifixThat bound our bodiesUnderneath the southern skyTrapped in the crowdCheated by misfortuneI pray his light will be her guideInto my armsThese crooked armsUnderneath the southern skyLetras de cancionesThe devil’s paintbrushHolds just one colorIt pushes out your formAs you laughed and tell mePlaying with matchesWill only keep me warmThe stars were fallingAll around usIn this filthy little townAnd while I slept thereYou screamed into your pillowAnd I’m so sorry but I never heard a soundShe knows my faceMy broken bodyAnd I still see it in her eyesThat crucifixThat bound our bodiesUnderneath the southern skyTrapped in the crowdCheated by misfortuneI pray his light will be her guideInto my armsThese crooked armsUnderneath the southern skyShe knows my faceMy broken bodyAnd I still see it in her eyesThat crucifixThat bound our bodiesUnderneath the southern skyTrapped in the crowdWe were cheated by misfortuneI pray his light will be her guideInto my arms Into these broken twisted armsUnderneath the southern skies From Letras Mania