Falcons

歌詞

I saw your rope and held out a hope That you'd try and lasso me. I bore the thought if you pulled me taught I'd never want setting free. The heat haze of history Can't distort or dissolve The falcons above. They're memories of what I once was. The memories of what I once was. The memories of what I once was. You showed me off like a trophy shot With a forty-four caliber kiss. And now every drink you buy holds the stink Of the wasted youth that I miss. The sandstorms of time Can't bury or blind The falcons above. They're memories of what I once was. The memories of what I once was. The memories of what I once was. Am I better or am I worse? Is freedom blessed or is it a curse? Each turn breeds guilt. Decisions made and blood is spilt. It's kill or be killed. The heat haze of history Can't distort or dissolve The falcons above. They're memories of what I once was. The memories of what I once was. The memories of what I once was.