Radio Flyers Last Journey Lyrics
its cold, its rainingand Connecticut is hating methe snowflakes on gallowsin the fall serenitylay me down on thorns and nailssplintering the boneslay me down on thorns and nailthe last one to pass in his bedagain..leave me alone..I'm sorry, sorrylay me downPoison nailsLay me downin this bedhe's warm he’s floatingand the angels wings are carryingthe radio flyer sends for himand the mother now buries itlay me down on thorns and nailssplintering the boneshe last one to pass in his bedI'll open this bottle of wine
A Static Lullaby Radio Flyers Last Journey
