paroles de chanson Rock Like War - Rustic Overtones
Life
is
swallowed
up,
It's
sitting
deep
in
the
belly
of
winter,
We
all
walk
round
and
over
and
over
our
shoulder,
The
stinging
glance
of
winters
face,
The
frost
hydrates,
The
rusty
shapes
of
an
old
crippled
Ford,
Thats
the
car
we
don't
drive
no
more.
Trees
just
stripped
to
the
bones,
By
the
same
rain
that
washes
what
it
names
of
home-made
graves
It's
demolition
time
when
it
rains.
Powers
gone
out
so
we
can
start
a
fire.
Too
many
storms
that
rocks
like
the
wars,
outside.
But
then
the
stop
drop
in
rocks
from
the
mountain
side.
Too
many
storms
that
rocks
like
the
wars,
outside.
Wake
me
up,
in
the
summer
not
in
the
winter,
With
hail
as
the
nails
to
hold
down
the
floor
boards,
I
hear
the
wind
roar,
All
the
way
though
December.
The
Wind
as
the
choir,
The
snows
getting
higher,
The
house
is
on
fire,
And
I'm
still
cold
inside.
We
only
talk
about
the
weather,
Stormy
days
we
just
complain,
While
outside
its
looking
better,
Its
inside
we
stand
out
in
the
rain,
Stand
out
in
the
rain.
It's
just
a
thunderstorm,
Baby
there's
nothing
you
should
fear,
The
sky
is
broken.
Raindrops
on
my
window
pane,
Like
music
to
my
ears,
It's
wide
open.
If
the
clouds
turn
brighter
days,
Into
a
more
minor
refrain
its
still
a
song.
We
can
stand
out
in
this
storm,
And
fill
this
bottle
full
of
rain
and
sing
along.
And
sing
along.
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