Red

Pope

Compositor: Não Disponível

If red’s the only color
Left inside my head
I don’t want to deceive you
I’ve seen all of their faces
Known not more than names
I’ve been here before
I’ve been here once before

The rhythms of the people
Running round our bed
Are much too strong to break
History has started
To make much more sense
I am older than you’re wanting

No, its not like before