Dead Promises Songtext
von Jay Farrar

With the motion of a bird
With a broken wing
No beasts of prey
Are hungry for now
Hair raising prospects
In head tone harmony

When the way is finally found
In the stacks and piles
Of dead promises
That we keep around


From the grotto haze
The days will elevate
From near ruination
To the détente
From the bedlam block
To the real time rodeo

When the way is finally found
In the stacks and piles
Of dead promises
That we keep around

When the way is finally found
In the stacks and piles
Of dead promises
That we keep around