Tekstovi: Screaming Trees. Uncle Anesthesia.

Tries to preach us in the dark
By the river I hear you talking
Strike a match to Western sky
Blowing fire in the sweet
Sweet summertime, alright

Eyes betray what your words don't speak
Burn my gaze with sadness turn your head away
I'd rather be almost anywhere else
A step away from madness

Oh, no man's promised land tell me what you may
Saw the moonlight waiting somewhere further down the way
Wrong turn to Jahannon and I wonder if you'd stay
No man

[Incomprehensible]

Just a preacher in the dark
By the river I hear you talking
Strike a match to the Western skies
Blowing fire in the sweetest summertime

Oh, no man's promised land tell me what you may
Saw the moonlight waiting somewhere further down the way
Wrong turn to Jahannon and I wonder if you'd stay

No man, no man, I wonder if you'll stay
Yeah, I wonder if you'll stay
I wonder if you'll speak
Yeah, wonder if, wonder if, wonder if
Wonder if you'll stay at home

Wonder if, wonder if