Song | This Day |
Artist | Meat Puppets |
Album | Forbidden Places |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
On this day we were miles away, we saw a clock up in the sky | |
The hands lay on the show to pay, number fallen on its side | |
This day | |
Just one note that was all she wrote and the sound blew down the walls | |
The one boat that was set to float took a trip right down the falls | |
In two ways we could cut the haze and we never used a knife | |
In those days there was zero waste, now the waste of time is life |