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Artiste:
Joseph Emerson Bryant
Titre:
Land of a Thousand Lakes (Demo 2)
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So I came across a small child on the run He glanced at me made his fingers into a gun He said you need God along with spirituality I turned to him bid him thanks and left kindly I ranaway so quickly, I had forgot to run Should've known these lakes, streams, and sun Would get me thinking about what he was conveying Turning them into my grey sky now I'm wondering I guess it was my curiosity of you by my night stand Tightly weaved between his body and hands So begging a god to help me just wont help Then headed to a monastery all I could prove was hell But I'll be alright traveling this road, it just might starve then again... But then again, I'm still searching for a home in a not so foreign land I guess finding that love is just a blanket to me Just like a baby fighting off sleep and insecurity Yet, it won't warm through the nights of winter Or find you covered in armor. So begging a god to help me just wont help You head down to a monastery but all your gonna prove is hell So when I came back across that small child I (asked him what he meant) said I'll see you again after while Headed down to that (local) tavern To find myself something to be concerned But it just reminded me of where I was That night when you said it was all push to shove So begging a god to help me just wont help Then you can head to the monastery and all you can prove is hell I've been traveling this road Without you, so I'm not remind that I am alone So I asked that small child what did you mean He said man your life's snowing I said Child why you runaway from me? He said "SIR!" you made me think... So begging a god to take me just wont help I can't find a monastery but I can still prove hell So begging a god to take me just wont help And I can still prove that this place is hell...(on me)