Tekster:
Stavesacre Live From Deep Ellum

hide For shelter from this bitter winter Under wings of gold and silver Under wings of gold and silver Sometimes we have to hide At least tonight At least tonight For shelter from

finish, I finish I want to be ready just like a minuteman, One mind when I hear my name. She offered her hand, She whispered be a man, But when I woke from

I watch you bend beneath the waves, And it seems heavier these days, Each time I see you force a smile my heart just breaks, To see you bend beneath the