Lyrics:
Homesteads of families and friends forever more
Haunting the valley below this sparkling shore
Surrounding the valley was a painted red line
Drawn by company
Hey now my red clouds're rolling in
To catalogue and number every stone cold dream
And I've seen Sal thumbing his way up to the stars
I've seen
you
I try to keep my head but I'm seeing red
My vision is blurred no matter where I turn
ALWAYS! - Keep the future in mind
ALWAYS! - Fighting to make it
to herself and says "I'm in the red!"
Her heart stops screaming and she knows she's dead
Running in circles is running around
Back and forth motion ain't
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
in the Bronx
Slugs out start buggin out
Thugs out, tuck they heats in you fuckin seats
Honeys suckin me, sweets
Do a 90 in the jeep
Red glorious,
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
Red forest green
As you stand at the waterfall
And there's no in between
You go back or you trust the fall
And the man says that'll be
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
mountains of the dead
With blood runs the river red
Hate breeds hate, escalation of violence
See the flying war machines
Dropping seeds of fire
cold
May the Gods be all with us : and fate by us stand
Let the livestock all run and bury your gold
The messenger riding swift through the forest
I'm gonna stand on your parade
I need to jump into your grave
Gonna stalk you I'm afraid
Wanna be your fucking pain
By the way you know it's all
reds pushed aside for a little while by obsessions
And invasions going hand in hand.
a mink
Father was a trip, always steady trippin'
Basically cause my eyes were always red from smokin' up on spliffin'
Said I want to out the jack, can
the 'Day of the Dead'
Comin' through wit the ooh just to paintcha down red
I said 'Unholy' you got scared
'cause the day I rolled around the world wasn't
streets
So keep a grip yeah we flared up we red flags and caps
This ain't Blood or Crip this is northern organized raza till eternity
Putting dips up in
Here where the carousel spins
On an ocean of blame
We pick pockets in the crowds
Near the gold mines of shame
And I will wear a red ruby ring
That
The tubes that get turned on for the red guitar that you
Learned on the records you left me the
Cookbooks the ten-inch TV that radio you found
the violent episode stage now he's angry, out of
control with rage and he don't give a damn who gets hurt or killed he's seeing red with his eyes and his heads
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
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