All these visions in my head shoot the gunner baby for the watershed some are live and some are dead makes no diferrence when they're in your head...head
Keep the door open a crack so I can see then when they attack some are white and some are black makes no difference when they're on your back
And I can't stop crying And I can't stop trying 'Cause the day is dying...dying...dying With my eyes wide open
Kept the sheep jumping the fence so I can see teepers (?) when I'm feeling tense disbelieve hung in suspense I die down with my own defence
And I can't stop crying And I can't stop trying 'Cause the day is dying...dying...dying With my eyes wide open
All these visions in my head shoot the gunner baby for the watershed some are live and some are dead makes no diferrence when they're in your head
And I can't stop crying And I can't stop trying 'Cause the day is dying...dying...dying With my eyes wide open
Compositor: Francis Healy ECAD: Obra #2635827 Fonograma #2118828