Kris Dane - Great America текст песни

Where wind is dark and dust is white
We gotta run slow and think real fast
Where heaven comes down, darkness rise
Devil's Darning Needle in disguise
Oh Lord, we're calling
Great America is falling
The target's high, we hit below
The ashes fall like snowfall
I'll bring the water to the land
Where stars explode in a young girl's hand
Oh Lord, we're calling
Great America is falling
For those who sow the wind will reap the whirlwind