Wildcat howling in the distant snow
If only I could let that go
She woke me up one frozen morning
The sky was broken by piercing light
And now her body lies in the snow
If only I could let that go
Kronstadt sailing for the golden town
The inexorable sea ice drowns
And how could I ask for more?
I hear them cry
Men like us were built for war
And so was I
Wild cat howling in the distant snow
If only i could let that go
But I’m older now and I see her all around
The most haunted laugh, your face on a photograph
Tell me those tailored lies and slip on that cold disguise
I see her wrapped in furs, calling me in that way of hers
The thought weighs me down, I need her to take me out
The golden town is lost to the statues in the frost
The wild cat moan won’t leave me the fuck alone
She haunts me now
Wildcat howling in the distant snow
If only I could let that go
I won’t come back to her until
The golden streets are deathly still
And all those bodies lie in the snow
If only I could let that go
If only I could let that go
She woke me up one frozen morning
The sky was broken by piercing light
And now her body lies in the snow
If only I could let that go
Kronstadt sailing for the golden town
The inexorable sea ice drowns
And how could I ask for more?
I hear them cry
Men like us were built for war
And so was I
Wild cat howling in the distant snow
If only i could let that go
But I’m older now and I see her all around
The most haunted laugh, your face on a photograph
Tell me those tailored lies and slip on that cold disguise
I see her wrapped in furs, calling me in that way of hers
The thought weighs me down, I need her to take me out
The golden town is lost to the statues in the frost
The wild cat moan won’t leave me the fuck alone
She haunts me now
Wildcat howling in the distant snow
If only I could let that go
I won’t come back to her until
The golden streets are deathly still
And all those bodies lie in the snow
If only I could let that go
Contributed by dq82 - 2017/4/5 - 15:16
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August 1914
Un concept album sulle guerre del XX secolo. La copertina è il dipinto "The Inexorable Flow of History" di Jakub Rozalski