Текст песни Nights of the Living, Days of the Dead - Andrew London
In
the
trees
there's
a
dusty
freeway
Twenty
miles
from
Mexico
Out
for
answers,
into
the
valleys
Reconcile
a
wandering
soul
Here
our
fathers,
spent
their
summers
Pulling
grain
in
the
blazing
sun
All
the
misfortune,
binds
their
stories
Left
for
us
when
they're
gone.
'Cause
I
know,
I
know
where
to
go
Out
west
through
the
desert,
down
the
long,
long
road
Don't
tell
me
it's
all
in
my
head
The
nights
of
the
living,
days
of
the
dead
Wedding
bells
in
Rio
Rancho
Babies
born
on
the
family
tree,
I
think
of
our
fathers,
meeting
their
mothers,
In
her
arms,
rocking
back
to
sleep
'cause,
This
is
the
end
of
a
generation,
and
This
is
the
end
to
the
love
we
keep,
All
the
souls
that
go
on
before
us
Coming
back
at
sunrise
to
sing
I
know,
I
know
where
to
go
Out
west
through
the
desert,
down
the
long,
long
road
Don't
tell
me
it's
all
in
my
head
The
nights
of
the
living,
days
of
the
dead
I
know,
I
know
where
to
go
Out
west
through
the
desert,
down
the
long,
long
road
And
don't
tell
me
it's
all
in
my
head
The
nights
of
the
living,
days
of
the
dead
They
tell
me
no
matter
how
far
Love
builds
a
bridge
wherever
you
are
Hearing
them
singing
our
childhood
songs
We
can't
be
part
for
much
too
long
now
'Cause
I
know,
I
know
where
to
go
Out
west
through
the
desert,
down
the
long,
long
road
Don't
tell
me
it's
all
in
my
head
These
are
the
nights
of
the
living,
days
of
the
dead
Oh,
I
know,
I
know
where
to
go
Out
west
through
the
desert,
down
the
long,
long
road
Don't
tell
me
it's
all
in
my
head
The
nights
of
the
living,
days
of
the
dead
The
nights
of
the
living,
days
of
the
dead
These
are
the
nights
of
the
living,
days
of
the
dead
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