The Moldy Peaches - The Ballad Of Helen Keller And Rip Van Winkle текст песни

Burn it all up
Hanging in the street

Enlightenment
Whining mercy me

Take my hand now love
Down the stairs your father walks

I will lead the way
His hair is falling gray

Leave them behind
Run into the sea

Don't make a sound
Twitching silently

Take my hand now love
Down the stairs your father walks

I will lead the way
His hair is falling gray

No matter what they say
I can make you stay.