Текст (слова) песни: colvin shawn - Kill The Messenger

Jane it sure looks like rain
These Canadian plains
And their windblown hair
Jane the bruise colored clouds
The smell of the ground
In the ripening air
I have seen you
In your fluttering dress
And your dry face of steel
As you`re dragging your red rowing boat
Cross the forever fields
See Jane something`s gone dead
Inside my head
There`s nothing but fear
Jane the rivers of grief
The tears of relief
Seem ages from here
Sometimes the beauty of life
Hits like lightening washing everything
clear
And these dimmers of doubt flicker
Fade out and disappear
But Jane that is a luxury
There are those of little faith it seems
And they beg for truth like charity
And I see them on every street corner
They are holding out one righteous hand
While the other leads the marching band
In the shadow hymn of the scratchman
Heed the message, kill the messenger
Jane I heard you found love
Wriggling up from the mud
On the shores of Granville
But Jane in the wink of an eye
The naysayers fly
Like hounds at your heels
Jane they`ll whisper your name
And you won`t feel the chains
And you won`t see the moss
Oh, Jane there`s an art to the game
The aesthetics of love
The athletics of loss
Sometimes someone drifts by
And our nets get entwined in the sea
And in time I might find
They still mean something to me
But Jane that is a luxury
There are those of little faith in me
And they pull me down like gravity
And I see them on every street corner
They are masters in the sleight of hand
They are dancers and they step so grand
To the shibboleth of Shadowland
Heed the message, kill the messenger

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: colvin shawn - Kill The Messenger Jane it sure looks like rain These Canadian plains And their windblown hair Jane the bruise colored clouds The smell of the ground In the ripening air I have seen you In your fluttering dress And your dry face of steel As you`re dragging your red rowing boat Cross the forever fields See Jane something`s gone dead Inside my head There`s nothing but fear Jane the rivers of grief The tears of relief Seem ages from here Sometimes the beauty of life Hits like lightening washing everything clear And these dimmers of doubt flicker Fade out and disappear But Jane that is a luxury There are those of little faith it seems And they beg for truth like charity And I see them on every street corner They are holding out one righteous hand While the other leads the marching band In the shadow hymn of the scratchman Heed the message, kill the messenger Jane I heard you found love Wriggling up from the mud On the shores of Granville But Jane in the wink of an eye The naysayers fly Like hounds at your heels Jane they`ll whisper your name And you won`t feel the chains And you won`t see the moss Oh, Jane there`s an art to the game The aesthetics of love The athletics of loss Sometimes someone drifts by And our nets get entwined in the sea And in time I might find They still mean something to me But Jane that is a luxury There are those of little faith in me And they pull me down like gravity And I see them on every street corner They are masters in the sleight of hand They are dancers and they step so grand To the shibboleth of Shadowland Heed the message, kill the messenger Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Kill The Messenger: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/40325.html Все тексты песен: colvin shawn » colvin shawn - Set The Prairie On Fire » colvin shawn - The Dead Of The Night » colvin shawn - if these walls could speak \| guitar pro tab и Mp3 » colvin shawn - one cool remove \| guitar chord и Mp3 » colvin shawn - witchita skyline \| guitar chord и Mp3 » colvin shawn - Object Of My Affection » colvin shawn - talk about town \| guitar chord и Mp3 » colvin shawn - sunny came home \| guitar chord и Mp3 » colvin shawn - Between Two Worlds » colvin shawn - texas blues \| guitar chord и Mp3 » colvin shawn - The Story » colvin shawn - round of blues \| guitar chord и Mp3 » colvin shawn - Monopoly » colvin shawn - i dont know why \| guitar chord и Mp3 » colvin shawn - knowing what i know \| guitar chord и Mp3 » colvin shawn - polaroids \| guitar chord и Mp3 » colvin shawn - satin sheets \| guitar chord и Mp3 » colvin shawn - knowing what i know \| guitar chord и Mp3 » colvin shawn - witchita skyline \| guitar chord и Mp3 » colvin shawn - Kill The Messenger Рекомендуем скачать: » Школин Андрей - Над Воронежской тюрьмой » Шамиль Абряров - Колыбельная » Шухрат Хусаинов - Где ветра, что мою боль уносили... » Шапиро Александр - Голгофа » Шухрат Хусаинов - 37 год » Шамиль Абряров - Коктебель » Шухрат Хусаинов - Ученик волшебника (сага) » Шура, Shura - Отшумели летние дожди » Шелег Михаил - ЛЮБИМОЙ ЖЕНЩИНЕ » Шухрат Хусаинов - Фокстрот для электрофона с тараканом » Шумов Василий [Центр] - Это самое » Шухрат Хусаинов - Посвящение Шухе » Штурм Наталья - Уличный художник » Шура, Shura - Холодная луна » Шуфутинский Михаил - Эмили » Шамиль Абряров - Полдень » Шухрат Хусаинов - На скверов осенний пожар... » Шухрат Хусаинов, Зинур Миналиев - Дяденька, купите нам покушать... » Шуфутинский Михаил - От звонка до звонка » Шамиль Абряров - Полдень
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