Letter To Bowie Knife

歌詞

Everyday on my way home The clouds would break and the angels Would sing their refrain This world's an ungodly place Strangled by vines unchaste So with my shining blade of steel I would cut a path wide Dipped in the ink of the fight Written clean through the night Mark my words upon the front page To set my world straight It's too late it's too late It's too late it's too late It's too late it's too late It's too late it's too late It's too late it's too late It's too late it's too late Just like I found it my world is split Right down the spine Years bled dry ripe for a reckoning My blade's back slash beckoning Slice my wounds and I make the sign one more time Come on come on come home come home Yeah it's too late it's too late It's too late it's too late It's too late to refrain It's too late refrain it's too late Did those angels ever sing Sliced my world in two