Hanging On The Trees Songtext - Leslie Low

Hanging On The Trees - Leslie Low

So on the way down

I count the days of numbers out

So on the way down

I lose the sense of meaning

Hey there, you know

All lights gone out

Time's running out

It's meant to be

Afar, a hanging on the trees

Away from sight and hearing

A time when all the leaves were green

Embarrassed now from blooming

Hey there, you know

Man's playing god

Life can be bought and sold with ease

Hang like a star

Lay down like a brick

I've been made a fool of me

Dry as a nail

Through flesh into wood

I've been made a fool of me

Hey there, you know

All kinds of sad

Grey kind of black is hanging on

All kinds of bad are hanging on.

Teilen

Zeige deinen Freunden, dass dir Hanging On The Trees von Leslie Low gefällt:

• Liken
• Teilen
• Tweeten
• WhatsApp