Was it just a dream, were you so confused. Was it just a giant leap of logic. Was it the time of year, that makes a state of fear. Methods were the motives for the action.
When they march. When they march over fields of green. When they march. When they march over fields of green. When they march. When they march over fields of green.
The tucker box is empty now, the heart of Kelly's country cleared. The gangers on the southern line, like the steam trains have disappeared. Pelicans glide, miracles up in the sky.
I come from a land of wide open spaces. Where the world turns around us and we just follow suit. There's heat in the air and peace reigns supreme. Got white flags on the clothes lines and the deals are new.
Everybody say god is a good man. Ah, clock on the world. Driving a dump truck up to the sun. A sigh in the human heart. . I look at the clock on the wall.