Spanish Moss — текст песни (Saint Low)

Leaves are very dark

She had to stand as still

as she could be



The sunset was a part

Of what she had to do so we could see



Maybe its the soul were standing on

Maybe just another plastic part



Another story goes

They ran into the flames

Like moths to light



It wasnt even theirs

The place they thought was worth a bloody fight



Never has there been a finer sight

Once youve known the pleasures of the night



Na na na na na

Na na na na na

Na na na na na

Na na na na



Na na na na na

Na na na na na

Na na na na na

Na na na na na



Maybe its the soul were standing on

Maybe just another



Maybe

Maybe