paroles de chanson The Night we Lost the Wind - Jestamang

I've got something that'll bring me down
I want rotting with this brain I found
I'm out there thinking my brains been huffed
And that is all I need

Will I experience kettle love?
When the kettle sun falls on down

Oh that's how all of the kings are made
I wish one of these things would say
The wind is lost
Those that have wronged home
Anyone can call it home

So to those that wronged their home
Cut my story here
It's a child's way to sooth
It's a child's way to sooth
Is there time

Is there time?
Wronged their home
Wronged their home