Old have memories to keep all cold away.
What is that you say?
No sense to dwell.
Old, are you ridiculed and fumed away,
No attention paid?
I thought as much. Yes and the dumb patriots have their say,
Only see their way.
Nothing to sell.
And worse from us, so obvious,
Preposterous, when you think of the time that each has spent.
Words heaven sent and truly meant to show
Old, may I sit down here and learn today?
I'll hear all you say.
I won't go away.

Losowe piosenki:
Circle of Quiet
Square Pegs
Buttsins
Hal an Tow
Ardoise
Draw You Near
I'm Broken
Eyes Never Dry
On The Line
IN THE HEAT OF THE NIGHT