Resting age 20 years past my second decade
And not a shilling left to show for it's still
Brother Johnny, how the marshlands seem to dry
So much quicker than they feel
Ain't it funny how the time flies like shooting stars
Since mother's been gone and father's been gone
The winds of change seem to blow strong
I never,
I care whether you dare Follow me down into the street
Never I ask whether the pain
Was worth no gain for me
The
vast divide
I'm
living inside
Filled by our pride
Until he died
A festering rage 20 years past my barricade
And not a penny left to show for it's still
Sister mother,
how the marshlands seem to dry So much quicker from the seal
Ain't it funny how the time flies like shooting stars
Since mother's been gone and father's been gone
The winds of change seem to blow strong For me
I never,
I care whether you dare Follow me down into the street
Never I ask whether the pain Was worth no gain for me
The
vast divide I'm living inside
Filled by our pride
Until he died
The vast divide I'm living inside Filled by our pride
Until she died
The vast divide I'm living inside
Filled by our pride
Until he died