WinterLinear Video
The yellow sun
Well it took the hand
Of a country boy
To a city in a far off land
We made no mark
No shadow at all
On the ancient holy streets
Where I learned to crawl
The broken and the bruised
The young and the used
The sure and confused
All here
Words would land on me
Then abandon me
Mangle, untangle me
Leave me on the floor
Rhymes they sprang in me
Summer sang in me
But summer sings in me no more
Now I'm 25
I'm trying to stay alive
In a corner of the world
With no clear enemies to fight
It's hot as hell
And we're like butter on toast
But there's no army in this world
Can fight a ghost
The broken and the bruised
The young and the used
The sure and confused
All here
Words would land on me
Then abandon me
Leave me stranded
In ? on the door. (this part sounds edited)
Rhymes began in me
Summer sang in me
But summer sings in me no more
Oooo…
*** (Spoken)
Listening to the cries
The strangeness (ers)
The silence in the foreign ground
Listening to the thunder
The sky stretched
Stretched over every one
Listening to the tanks (?)
The shy soul (?)
The monster wants to pay (?) (runs thru pain)
Listening to a chorus
Shining
And searching
***
At 21
I was born a son
And on that day I knew
I could kill
To protect the ones
We put bullets in guns
Or anything it takes
To take a life or kill the ?
Oh…
First take, -A very fine set of lyrics--wish I had more time but Tiger is on TV...
Hmmm...Tiger lost his match and my confidence is lost on the spoken part