Muttonhead
There Will Be No Morning...
Tumbling downSteady, moderate paceIt will pick up speedAnd our world will come crashing downTake apart this wallWorld collapsingIt's right in front of usBut our vision is static nowThere will be no morning, dearThere will be no mourning, no sadnessThere will be no morning, dearThere will be only regret...Fade out
From Letras Mania