J. Tillman
Labourless Land
So in toll with a broken handIn some Labourless landWhere the going is freeI don't need a song to tell meI don't need old histories warningYou rest up a child I hung in manDaylight daylight daylightDaylight daylight daylight I don't need a song to tell meI don't need old histories warning For what I saw the blood red morningI don't need a song to tell meI don't need old histories warningFor what I saw that blood red morningDaylight daylight daylightDaylight daylight daylight I don't need a song to tell meWhat I saw in the blood red morningWhat I saw that blood red morningI don't need a song to tell me What I saw that blood red morningWhat I saw that blood red morningWhat I saw in the blood red morning
From Letras Mania