Tell it loud
And I hold my breath, I know
When I'm proud
That the greener belts are on
Extends to keep you alive
To find myself
Lying in the day
She picks you up a dying mend
The inner visionary state
It's common feet of desert take
Stand in line
Oh, stand in line
You left 7 now no one will say
You look 7 miles on to explain
You left 7 now no one will say
Now she said she felt the storm
She stares alone by cold window
Painted black or painted white
The devil dies asleep tonight
Can't be tired
Oh, can't be tired
You left 7 now no one will say
You look 7 miles on to explain
You left 7 now no one will say
