You kick the blow, now you gotta kick the guy You sat alone under billowing sky If I feel God judging me, Well I fell into the water, now I’m free.
My friends don’t really get me, think I’m the only one Well i sold my soul to jesus and since then ive had no fun Behind every tree is a cutting machine and a kite fallen from grace Inside every man is a heart of sand you can see it in his face. He’ll tick tick tick tick tick tick tick away. Another second lost with every fallen grain. He’ll tick tick tick tick tick tick tick away. Another second lost with every fallen grain.
The wind and I, we speak the same, but he don’t hear so well. You’re gonna have to curse him well you’re gonna have to yell. The sky and I, we’ve had our fights and I’m coming down to rain, If the rain come round and it don’t come out, then I’ll never have to speak again, I can tick tick tick tick tick tick tick away. Another second lost with every fallen grain. Can tick tick tick tick tick tick tick away. Another second lost with every fallen grain.
The captains got his boots on and he’s heading out the door, Leaving his lady alone thinkin’ ‘He don’t love me no more.’ He’s done with all this bullshit, He’s going back to war, If Heaven is as Heaven does then this is Hell for sure... And He’ll tick tick tick tick tick tick tick away. Another second lost with every fallen grain. He’ll tick tick tick tick tick tick tick away. Another second lost with every fallen grain.
*You kick the blow, now you gotta kick the guy You sat alone under billowing sky* If I feel God judging me, Well I fell into the water, now I’m free...
Compositor: Laura Beatrice Marling (Laura Marling) (PRS)Editor: Butterfly Music Ltd (PRS)Publicado em 2008ECAD verificado obra #16461376 e fonograma #5821061 em 14/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM