Из альбома: The Hearing & The Sense of Balance

When the night falls,
I lay my hand on shallow ground
Covered by the sand of desert dunes,
I will be found
Write your name with fingers in the sand
And it's blown away by sandstorms and

I'm gonna leave this ghosttown
I'm leaving, leaving, leaving this ghosttown
I'm gonna leave it on it's own
Lost souls on dead ground

All the memories
That come at night
And steel my sleep
The neverending game
Of love and pain,
I'm in to deep
Rattlesnakes draw circles in the dust
And while I watch them I realize I must
Leave this ghosttown

I'm leaving, leaving, leaving this ghosttown
I'm gonna leave it on it's own
Lost souls on dead ground

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