Come far away, come fly away.
It’s another day in the sun.
don’t know where to go, just followin the road
running won’t change our fate.
where does the highway go to die ?
We’re too far now
I feel the breath of a gun on my neck
I can already feel the crows staring to peck
all we can do is wait till they come.
Come far away, come fly away.
another day in the sun.
waiting for the crows to come
Time to face what we have done
there’s nowhere left to run.
How long stands between us and a shot gun.
Come far away, come fly away.
It’s another day in the sun.
Till the crows come.
Nov 4, 2024
Nov 4, 2024 at 12:30 AM UTC
Come far away, come fly away.
It’s another day in the sun.
don’t know where to go, just followin the road
running won’t change our fate.
where does the highway go to die ?
We’re too far now
I feel the breath of a gun on my neck
I can already feel the crows staring to peck
all we can do is wait till they come.
Come far away, come fly away.
another day in the sun.
waiting for the crows to come
Time to face what we have done
there’s nowhere left to run.
How long stands between us and a shot gun.
Come far away, come fly away.
It’s another day in the sun.
Till the crows come.
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