Radio Flyers Last Journey

Its cold, its raining And Connecticut is hating me The snowflakes on gallows In the fall serenity Lay me down on thorns and nails Splintering the bones Lay me down on thorns and nail The last one to pass in his bed Again..leave me alone..I`m sorry, sorry Lay me down Poison nails Lay me down In this bed He`s warm he’s floating And the angels wings are carrying The radio flyer sends for him And the mother now buries it Lay me down on thorns and nails Splintering the bones He last one to pass in his bed I`ll open this bottle of wine