Текст песни NEIL YOUNG - Shots
NEIL YOUNG - Shots слова песни
Текст песни NEIL YOUNG - Shots
ShotsRinging all along the borderscan be heardStriking outlike a venom in the skyCutting through the airfaster than a bird( )In the night.ChildrenAre lost in the sand,building roadswith little handsTrying to jointheir father's castlestogether againWill they make it?Who knows where or whenOld wounds will mend?MachinesAre winding their way along,looking strongBuilding roadsand bringing backloads and loadsOf building materialsIn the nightMenAre trying to move the borderson the groundLines between the different spotsthat each has foundBut back homeanother scene was going downIn the night.LustComes creepin' through the nightto feed on heartsOf suburban wiveswho learned to pretendWhen they met their dream's endIn the night.ShotsI hear shots, I keep hearing shotsI keep hearing shotsI hear shots.ShotsI hear shots, I keep hearing shotsI keep hearing shotsI hear shots.But I'll never use your love,You know I'm not that kindAnd so if you give your heart awayI promise to youWhatever we doThat I will always be true.