Cover di The Wind

The Wind
Album - 26 agosto 2003 - Debaser id 75413

di Warren Zevon

Mama take this badge off of me, I can't use it anymore
It's getting dark, too dark to see
And I feel I'm knockin on heaven's door

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

Mama put my guns in the ground, I can't shoot them anymore
A long black cloud is coming down
And I feel I'm knockin' on heaven's door, hey

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Open up, open up, open up, open up, open up
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
(open up for me)
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
It's gettin' dark, to dark to see
(open up, open up, open up, open up...for me)
Il tuo voto:
I'm numb as a statue
I may have beg, borrow or steal
Some feelings from you
So I can have some feelings too

I'm pale as a ghost
You know what I love about you
That's what I need the most
I'm gonna beg, borrow or steal
So I can have some feelings too

I don't care if it's superficial
You don't have to dig down deep
Just bring enough for the ritual
Get here before I fall asleep

Ain't nothing special
When the present meets the past
I've always taken care of buisness
I've paid my first and last

I'm pale as a ghost
You know what I love about you
That's what I need the most
I'm gonna beg, borrow or steal
So I can have some feelings too
Il tuo voto:
I could hold my head up
I could say that I left first
Or I can hang my head and cry
Tell me which is worse

If you go and ask her why
She might say she's not sure
Trust me when I tell you why,
I'm not good enough for her

I want her to be happy
I want her to be free
I want her to be everything
She couldn't be with me

I'd wait here for a thousand years,
If she'd come back to me
I have every thing she wants,
And nothing that she needs

I want her to be happy
I want her to be free
I want her to be everything
She couldn't be with me

I could hold my head up
I could say that I left first
Or I can hang my head and cry
Tell me which is worse

If you go and ask her why
She might say she's not sure
Trust me when I tell you why,
I'm not good enough for her
Il tuo voto:
An icy wind burns and scars
Rushes in like a fallen star
Through the narrow space
Between these bars
Looking down on Prison Grove

Dug in, hunkered down
Hours race without a sound
Gonna carry me to where I'm bound
Looking down on Prison Grove

Iron will hard as rock
Hold my up for the fateful knock
When they walk me down in a mortal lock
Out on Prison Grove

Shine on all these broken lives
Shine on
Shine the light on me

Knick Knack Paddy Wack
They say you'll hear your own bones crack
When they bend you back to bible black
Then you'll find your love
Il tuo voto:
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