Testo Last Light Radio 11: 16 PM - Shooter Jennings
Testo della canzone Last Light Radio 11: 16 PM (Shooter Jennings), tratta dall'album Black Ribbons
The night seems so calm, doesn't it?
As if time is frozen
The city below used to sound like a mechanical ocean
Moving in giant waves
Now, it's silent
No cars, no kids
Nothing but transport trucks and men
With guns standing on street corners
What a waste
But, isn't this what they wanted?
What they bargained for?
They create a problem so they can offer a solution
They scare us, then offer relief
And we fall on our knees in gratitude
They create a war, promise peace
And we walk into their traps like mice
From where I sit, I can look down at a big park
Where I used to watch birds gather while old men played chess
And tired women pushed sleeping children in strollers
Where teenagers used to hold hands and sometimes stop to kiss
Now it's a tent city filled with soldiers
There are guns instead of roses
I can see one armed man clearly
And I gotta wonder if he thinks he's serving justice
I gotta wonder if he truly knows who he is
Which brings us to our next song
To you, son
With your guns and grenades
Standing there in all your graceless glory
I dedicate this next song
Here's Hierophant with "Everything Else Is Illusion"
From the Well Wishers album
I'm Will The Wisp, you're you
And we're riding the night together
Credits
Writer(s): Stephen King, Shooter Jennings
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