Wykonawca: Black Jack
Shine your light
Let me want to stop.
Cheer me up-don’t you let me drop.
Midst the clouds
Drifting right on by
Gonna build the wall kilometer high.
Pryspiw:
Look! Look at the sky-it is falling!
Listen to the rhythm of the sea!
Grass?! Grass isn’t green, it ain’t growing!
Teardrop, teardrop in my eye is a seed.
My old friend’s just a walking dead.
I feel like crying, but I smile instead.
Crazy towns – full of flashing lights.
Stygean dark fills you up inside