Spiritual Leather Lyrics - Madman - Sean Rowe

Toes that dent the sand 

melancholy feelings 

I am still your man 

feeling is believing 

wars come into my dreams 

they needle me awake. 

On the road is long 

and wider than forever 

I hope we're that strong 

spiritual leather. 

Time, she was never such a friend 

she never cried for me. 

Time, she was never a friend 

she never waits for me. 

What is the answer to every question 

what is the reason for every direction 

if we burn the answer for our protection 

would that be ok? 

The sun is filled with lies 

promises and laughter 

now I can't be that wise 

but I have seen the after. 

Slow, slow, that mamma down, 

I gotta get back home, 

slow, slow that mamma down, 

I gotta get back home.