Thursday, January 20, 2005

an angel bored like hell...

You're The Storm


Oh, it's healing bang, bang, bang,
I can hear your cannons call.
You've been aiming at my land,
Your hungry hammers falling...
And if you want me, I'm your country.

I'm an angel bored like hell
And you're a devil meaning well,
You steal my lines and you strike me down
Come raise your flag upon me.
And if you want me, I'm your country,
If you win me, I'm forever,

Oh yeah!

'Cause you're the storm that I believed in,
And all this peace I spent deceiving,
I liked the sweet line and the silence,
But it's the storm that I believe in!
Come and conquer and drop your bones,
Cross my borders and kill the calm,
Bear your thanks the and burn my wings,
I hear bullets singing…
And if you want me, I'm your country,
If you win me, I'm forever...

Oh yeah,

'Cause you're the storm that I believed in,
And all this peace has been deceiving,
I need some wind to get me sailing
So it's the storm that I believe in!

You feed my heart, you keep me breathing,
'Cause you're the storm that I believe in...

And if you want me, I'm your country...


---the Cardigans--



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