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von The Mess Hall

One, two, three, four

You ask of a man, did he give you everything?
The answer is no, but I guess we read in between
The lines in your face have stalled, they ain′t anywhere
Lost are the eyes of the one who brought me here

Cold are your hands, they will drive you now nowhere
Still is your blood as the sea holds one last stare
Bound is the love I haunt when the morning tears
A hole in my heart where my true love once did rest

(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)


Slow is the time now, the bells have all been rung
Long is the wait for the sun to one day come
Vast is the land that holds one day everyone
Wait for me there and we'll start what we′d begun

Fly little bird, though tender are your wings
Fly little bird, 'cause you'll be everywhere
I carry this load you left
You′ll be everywhere
I carry this load you left
You′ll be everywhere
You'll be everywhere
I carry this load you left