higher
I'm on my way, I'm making it
I've giot to
in this proud land we grew up strong
we were wanted
love I get so lost, sometimes
days pass and this emptiness
looking down on empty streets, all she can see
are the
red rain is coming down
red rain
red rain is pouring down
pouring
you could have a steam train
if you'd just lay down
I want to be with you
I want to be clear
but
excellent birds
flying birds
excellent birds
watch them fly, there they go
fal
milgram's 37
we do what we're told
we do what we're