Crooked Fingers

Coldways
Come out, come on, tonight the city's alive Come let the silver street shine burn your blue eyes Don't let the old ways con or keep you away Don't make no difference where you go, where you stay Come on, the stars are shining on you Yeah, they're shining on you There was a giant once whose head touched the sky He was afraid to get the sun in his eyes The sun, it burned a black hole clean through his head And tumbling head first to the coldways he went Come on, the stars are shining on you Yeah, they're shining on you Yeah, come on, the stars are shining on you Yeah, they're shining on you From Letras Mania