07-11-2018, 11:51 AM
☾ CROSSFIRE, STEPHEN
— he'd trade his guns for love / but he's caught in the crossfire / and he keeps waking up / but it's not to the sound of birds / the tyranny, the violent streets / deprived of all that we're blessed with / and we can't get enough, oh / heaven, if you sent us down / so we can build a playground / for the sinners to play as saints / you'd be so proud of what we've made
☾ THIS IS HOME, CAVETOWN
— get a load of this monster / he doesn't know how to communicate / his mind is in a different place / will everyone please give him a little space? / get a load of this train-wreck / his hair's a mess and he doesn't know who he is yet / but little do we know, the stars welcome him with open arms / time is slowly tracing his face / but strangely he feels at home in this place
☾ PANIC, CARAVAN PLACE
— i will never free you / hand-in-hand
— he'd trade his guns for love / but he's caught in the crossfire / and he keeps waking up / but it's not to the sound of birds / the tyranny, the violent streets / deprived of all that we're blessed with / and we can't get enough, oh / heaven, if you sent us down / so we can build a playground / for the sinners to play as saints / you'd be so proud of what we've made
☾ THIS IS HOME, CAVETOWN
— get a load of this monster / he doesn't know how to communicate / his mind is in a different place / will everyone please give him a little space? / get a load of this train-wreck / his hair's a mess and he doesn't know who he is yet / but little do we know, the stars welcome him with open arms / time is slowly tracing his face / but strangely he feels at home in this place
☾ PANIC, CARAVAN PLACE
— i will never free you / hand-in-hand