Текст (слова) песни: jefferson airplane - Trial by Fire
Gonna move out on the highway, make this moment last Til it closes with the future, blending with the past. Rollin` on and doin` fine, what do you think I see? That boney hand comes a beckonin`, saying buddy come go with me.
That engine just ain`t strong enough to get you round the turn Lie on your back in the middle of a field, and watch your body burn.
Don`t try to tell me just who I am when you don`t know yourself Spend half your time running out on the street With your mind home on a shelf. Lookin` at me with your eyes full of fire Like you`d rather be seein` me dead Lying on the floor with a hole in my face And a ten gauge shotgun at my head
You can leave me here, but I won`t tell Things I know about you and know so well The way you smile at me, try to set me free And keep me wondering what the future will be
Rollin` on, won`t be long I won`t leave here til` I sing this song.
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