People got no respect for the dead, they roll new plans out neatly
But into a morning exploding with red, I awoke completely - an accident
Though you smile so sweetly above your congregational coffee, in the town where I was born - an accident
An AccidentPeople got no respect for the dead, they roll new plans out neatly But into a morning exploding with red, I awoke completely - an accident Though you smile so sweetly above your congregational coffee, in the town where I was born - an accident |