The Lonely Ones Songtext
von Slow Pilot

Years before now I was put on death row
And all what is left of me are skull and bones
Silently waiting for someone to come
The last bit of tenderness already gone
The agony is rising I′m totally numb
Waiting for someone to take me away
Over the fields and on heather grounds
Son, son, son what have you done
Fly me away with the lonely ones
Warm feels the noose that is tied at my neck
I look at the door with a glimmer of hope
Suddenly somehow I'm starting to laugh
My flesh will be eaten or rotten away And women and children will come out in droves
To witness the tragedy one cannot grasp
"Luckily it happened to somebody else"
Over the fields and on heather grounds
Son, son, son what have you done
Fly me away with the lonely ones
Over the fields and on heather grounds
Son, son, son what have you done
Fly me away with the lonely ones
Down to my grave and into your arms
Down to my grave and into your arms
Into your arms