Cold Eye Songtext
von The Scratch

Tear it out from the root
There′s thorns among the fruit
The morning sun is beaming through
The cold front passed and gone too soon

Cast a cold eye. On death, on life
Horseman pass by
In the groves and meadows green
There is a place I'd like to be


Standing high among the weeds
And on the edge of everything

Cast a cold eye. On death, on life
Horseman pass by

Tear it from the root
There′s thorns among the fruit
I can see the old town from here
The lights are beaming on
The cold front passed and gone
In the sky the burning of the summer sun's begun