Текст, перевод и аккорды “Night Owl”
- On it?s face a whole lifetime of experiences all truly lived A long deep furrow of who wanted to live and talk to the sky A man walks bent forward on the path that leads to home In the night blowing wind ? Owl hunting stops the run The heat of a blind summer and I know the smell of dead grass Frost of a snowy winter cold feet that sink but you cannot stop it A man walks bent forward on the path that leads to home In the night blowing wind ? Owl hunting stops the run Poor dear they seek the bent man but he?s not there neither his melody While they dance rising and falling on music A song that kills everything else around A man walks bent forward on the path that leads to home In the night blowing wind ? Owl hunting stops the run
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