Ryan Adams - The shadowlands

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God, please bring the rain
Yeah, and bring it soon
Let it flood right through the houses
Into Judy s room

With a father on amphetamines
Her mother hides the pearls
Reach out into the darkness
And find my little girl

Cause she s angry like a salesman
That couldn t make a sale
Threw her wedding ring in the sewer
And damned them all to hell

Please lead her to the mountain
That you fashioned out of sand
While the roaches climb the walls
From the hotel where he calls

Most people never find a love
Most people never find a love
Sometimes you just can be a man
Sometimes you just can be a man
When your living in the darkness
Of the shadowlands
The shadowlands
The shadowlands

Inne utwory

  • Damn sam
  • Avalanche
  • Excuse me while i break my own heart tonight
  • Nightbirds
  • Love is hell
  • Shakedown on 9th street
  • Off Broadway
  • Take your guns to town
  • Drank like a river
  • Blossom
  • Macon, Georgia county line
  • The hardest part
  • To be young
  • Pawn shop
  • Desire
  • Ah life
  • Losowe utwory

    Have a cigar

    Come on here, dear boy, have a cigar
    You re gonna go far, fly high
    You re never gonna die, you re gonna make it if you try;
    they re gonna love you
    Well I ve always had a deep respect
    and I mean that...

    Ty i tylko Ty

    Nie wiem co się dzieje
    nie wiem co się dzieje
    nie wiem co się dzieje
    nie wiem co się dzieje
    nie mogę cię zawołać
    kiedy jesteś daleko
    nie mogę ci powiedzieć
    tego, co czuję
    kiedy budzę się rano
    i myslę o tobie
    i nie wiem co się dzieje

    wiem...

    Across waters again

    Waiting
    How can someone so close
    Be allowed to be so far away
    Your red leaves fall in the evening
    While Im waking up to smog these days
    You know how I love when the sun touch my skin
    But I still miss your...

    Tell me

    Dreaming
    But I m not sleeping
    Or have I died
    Died of life

    Swimming
    As I m sinking
    I m holding onto
    Letting go, Yeah

    Oh, how does it feel
    Making love to me like you do

    When will you come

    When will you come?
    The children are dying
    The mothers are crying
    The fathers get drunk for you
    They re building shrines to you

    When will you come?
    The days are dark
    The nights hide faces
    I feel the faces inside...