And they're coming down to And they're willing to come too far And their will became so And they're willing to call too High And they want to crawl in And they're willing to crawl to us
On coming sun
And the living took your heart And they're listening to soul tone And I lure them to my Heart And they took the skulls of tombs And I'm learning to talk it out
Tow me a line
And I never can know what they say when I'm coming back My tinted talk... And I never can know what they say when I'm coming back come back.
