paroles de chanson Miss Her When I'm Gone - Sean Hayes

But I've got to make my money

Hunt the moment
The word
Hunt the wave

Lock the door
Eat the key
Open your cage

Invite the fool
Invite the knife
Invite the sage

One to pray
One to write
One for howling

Jump rope
Tap feet
Shake that body out

Hear that soul waxing
Them cats could put it down

Like a flare into the night to help you find it
Keep you warm and feeling right

In your wandering

Hear the rain
There is something wrong
Trace the silence

Pharma falling from the sky
That's violence

Suicide seed
Born of a dark greed
Flipped a switch
Sold your gift
For insanity

Sun sunk beneath
The earth
Darkness
Hoist the moon onto your back
Like a siren

A time to pray
A time to fight
A time for howling

Drop a seed into the dirt

In your wandering

But I've got to make my money

All for my lady and my baby

Going to bring it home bring it home bring it home