Текст песни Sound of Guns - Apollo Brown

Have you ever dreamed of a place
Far away from it all.
Where the air you breathe is soft and clean, and children play in fields of green.
& The sound of guns
Doesn't pound in your ear
Have you ever dreamed of a place
Far away from it all?
Where the winter winds will never blow
& Living things have room to grow.
And the sound of guns
Doesn't pound in your ear
Anymore...