Home Of The Brave — текст песни (motorpsycho)





Blown astray
on a cold winters day
leaves in the garden
wind blow away
Home of the brave
Gas-station vice
an ace or the snake-eyed dice?
be a local hero
for the rest of your life....
Home of the brave
White parking-lot daydream burning
no sign of the tides now turning
it`s the Home of the brave



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