Song | Insurgentes |
Artist | Steven Wilson |
Album | Insurgentes |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Holy Mother of the simple one, | |
When you smile at me you bring me down, | |
You betray your thoughts. | |
All your prayers too low. | |
Now out of debt, you speak in tongues, | |
And out of bread, your work is done, | |
And your dream, absolve. | |
And your path, dissolve. | |
And your dream, absolve, | |
And your path, dissolve. |