Kishore Kumar Hits

The Milk Carton Kids - On The Mend şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: The Milk Carton Kids

albüm: The Ash & Clay


The mice tell bedtime stories
Lullabies turned blue
A crib song for the baby
Who's figured out the ruse
Travelled half way 'round the world
To tell a story with no end
The dirt under a nation
Forsaken, on the mend
I could say that for a moment, it all made perfect sense
No unholy posture, nothing heaven-sent
Hold the hand that leads you, there's no god here to believe
What matters moves around us, in the air we breathe
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There's nowhere left to sit
It's the dirt ground or a broke-down bench
Four walls and a roof
They say the house that Jesus built
A child knows the kindness
Of a woman at her end
In song she found salvation
Forsaken, on the mend
I could say that for a moment, it all made perfect sense
No unholy posture, nothing heaven-sent
Hold the hand that leads you, there's no god here to believe
What matters moves around, us in the air we breathe
What matters moves around, us in the air we breathe
In the air we breathe
In the air we breathe

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