sam phillips black sky şarkı sözleri
the trees are listening each time a missile's madethey hide three mystics the earth sends from her graveto tell us the future has been stolen awayby diggers, drillers and sellersbut we won't stop 'till we're under a black skyhe took my picture int he cemetery sunmy body was tempted to crumble into onereunion of dust until creation's donereturning ashes to asheswe won't stop 'till we're underneath a black skythe commerce the intrigueself-slaughtered souls cry out to dead poor menfor a drink at the water holebut their tongues will burn dryas the day they were sold forforests raped into desertswe won't stop 'till we're underneath a black sky
