Song | The Buzzards Won't Cry |
Artist | William Elliott Whitmore |
Album | Ashes to Dust |
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作词 : Whitmore | |
You'll pray for a candle when the darkness falls | |
when the night time closes in | |
When life's fateful curtain finally draws | |
and you won't see the morning again | |
Those buzzards will circle all overhead | |
just waiting for you to die | |
In their hearts they know you'll soon be dead | |
and not one of them will cry | |
You'll hope against hope for one last breath | |
when you find that yours is gone | |
In this world there won't be nothin' left | |
just a pile of bleached white bones |
zuo ci : Whitmore | |
You' ll pray for a candle when the darkness falls | |
when the night time closes in | |
When life' s fateful curtain finally draws | |
and you won' t see the morning again | |
Those buzzards will circle all overhead | |
just waiting for you to die | |
In their hearts they know you' ll soon be dead | |
and not one of them will cry | |
You' ll hope against hope for one last breath | |
when you find that yours is gone | |
In this world there won' t be nothin' left | |
just a pile of bleached white bones |
zuò cí : Whitmore | |
You' ll pray for a candle when the darkness falls | |
when the night time closes in | |
When life' s fateful curtain finally draws | |
and you won' t see the morning again | |
Those buzzards will circle all overhead | |
just waiting for you to die | |
In their hearts they know you' ll soon be dead | |
and not one of them will cry | |
You' ll hope against hope for one last breath | |
when you find that yours is gone | |
In this world there won' t be nothin' left | |
just a pile of bleached white bones |