Текст песни SAVATAGE - Handful Of Rain
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Текст песни SAVATAGE - Handful Of Rain
The night is growing darkFrom somewhere deep withinIt shelters like an arkThat always takes you inThe barmaid walks on overAnd pours another round( )For a lost soul at the cornerWho prays he's never foundAnd the mind goes numbUntil it's feeling no painAnd the soul cries outFor a handful of rainWash your womenIn your WhiskeyWhen your future'sIn the pastAnd your staringUp at heavenFrom the bottomOf a glassAnd you need some insulationFrom the years you'veHad and lostAnd you feel the perspirationAs you're adding up the costAnd the night rolls onLike a slow moving trainAnd the soul cries outThere's a land beyond the livingThere's a land beyond the deadIf it's true that God's forgivingOf the lives that we had ledIn the distance there's a thunderAnd the air is thick and warmAnd the patrons watch with wonderThe approaching of the stormAnd the night rolls onLike a slow moving trainAnd the soul cries outFor a handful of rainThere's an old man in the cornerAnd he's smoking all the timeAn the smoke is drifting upward and it'sTwisting in myTwisting in myMindIn my mind