Tekstovi: Liz Durrett. Outside Our Gates. All Of Them All.

Hold up your hands, you?ve got nothing to shield you
This one took all that you had
It?s hard to say who?s been wrestled
Or willingly gave it all, gave it away
And now we?re left stumbling along
We are looking for something or someone to pay
And always assailants evade
Never can turn searchlights their way
But take small solace in this
In everyone a summons awaits
And for some of them briefly and some incompletely
But all of them all of them all
And for some of them briefly and some incompletely
But all of them all of them all
Believe me, time unwinds it
Believe me, time unwinds it

Solo charade, barely backlit by TV
Hanging on tight by a thread
Sailing along on a sea of prescripted solutions for what?s ailing them
Just like a black snake so low in the leaves only shows what it wants to be seen
Just like a black snake so low in the leaves only shows what it wants to be seen
Believe me, time unwinds it
Believe me, time unwinds it