Scott James - Fourth Leg Lyrics

Lyrics Fourth Leg - Scott James



Cold.
In the stream.
Water′s cold.
And I'm sinking.
Sold.
Everything.
I ever owned.
To keep my hands free.
Now that I′ve conversed with
I'll pray they'll still pray for me.
I′m thinking that I must be.
Nearing the coast.
Stones.
Think of bones.
On the floor of the ocean.
I don′t.
Know what to do.
With my hands
With nothing I won't use...
Now that I′ve conversed with
I'll pray they′ll still pray for me.
I'm thinking that I must be.
Nearing the coast.
No one.
No one.
Is slow.
Slower than the fourth leg.
Slow.
Oh.
Oh.




Scott James - Shelter Island Heights
Album Shelter Island Heights
date of release
26-08-2017




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