Letras
Shuddering breaks on the road to Jerusalem
It's so easy to drift when your eyes are so tired
And in the rush to the scene you were one of the millions
In a dirty old town that some killing made holy
Crying "Give us the last rites, give us our dreaming
Give us the thunders rolling"
Ah, ah
Well, look around, old friend
Nothing is laid to rest
It just grows unattended
And you've been a long time away
You've been a long time
A prick in the clouds like a crack in a cylinder
But now there's blood on the beach and a wreck in the water
As the shadow rides on the face of your innocence
You feel the shock in your eyes and the shaking in your own hands
Well, look around, old friend
You live under house arrest
And you sleep undefended
And you've been a long time away
Riding a white lie
But you let go the reins
And you'll answer to me now
And you've been a long time away
You've been a long time
No, it never goes dark under these lights
It never goes cold under fire
Bring the drums, bring the lights
Bring the wires