Black Country Communion - An Ordinary Son скачать mp3

Hold my head up high Now I see you, drying off your eyes Four seasons, temper all my pain And I have been sheltered ... I accept the blame For the Tumbling Dice I put my ego aside With fire and anger I've shadowboxed you all my life Bring it on yourself, bring it on me Wrapped up in a box cause there's nothing left for free Gonna dig a hole, gonna fall in the dirt Gonna redeem myself and rise upon the earth And I feel, like the time has come All ever wanted, was to be an ordinary son Know the wounds run deep But I take solace, knowing that hill is not so steep Pale white Cigarette, barn full of hay But I knew I shouldn't have been down there anyway Gone is the shadow that was cast over And I Just wanna live in tranquility And I believe that we will Overcome All the courageous And all the forgiveness Walk with me Walk with me So thank you for tending our survival Cause I know I took that bread from our table