On the italian alps
a blizzard in a gail
the lands are cold see
its all seems so numbed and frailed
I’m out a’ walking down
an icy river road
theres a bear hanging round
i think my breathing slowed
Im off to summer land
where the children run free
where the sun is open
in blue sailing country
I'm a walking down this road
off around a white bend,
a might just see a star
a tree on Jupiter
i might friend.
White teeth, gold,
banquets, handsome green hills,
buffalos, rainbow brass knuckles and the frills
let my mind play all night
in the moon on that street
in that leather world babe
under the pearl light well meet.
I’m out a’ walking down
an icy river road.
Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 2:44 AM UTC
On the italian alps
a blizzard in a gail
the lands are cold see
its all seems so numbed and frailed
I’m out a’ walking down
an icy river road
theres a bear hanging round
i think my breathing slowed
Im off to summer land
where the children run free
where the sun is open
in blue sailing country
I'm a walking down this road
off around a white bend,
a might just see a star
a tree on Jupiter
i might friend.
White teeth, gold,
banquets, handsome green hills,
buffalos, rainbow brass knuckles and the frills
let my mind play all night
in the moon on that street
in that leather world babe
under the pearl light well meet.
I’m out a’ walking down
an icy river road.
