Apr 16, 2007 20:35
Homesick suicide sonata
words By: J. Miller
And the good ole river
Still flows
And the Angels they grow
As old
As the earth underneath
My Feet
Freedom has never felt
So sweet
And the soldiers
Are killing babies
And the soldiers
Are Killing babies
And the familiar wind
Still blows
And the Angels they
All know
That the earth underneath
My feet
Is the birth of
Everything sweet
Hold on to those you Love