Alone, sad he looks down, down the vale
He remembers the old days, shadows of past
The old days, memories he's lost
He's searching for reasons, recalling the past
For reasons, fractive remains
He has before his eyes as the sky turned red
Changed the world its face
Naught was anymore like before
As the sky turned red, fertile days were gone
Many moons raised and set since that time
Now he's afraid of the return
He has settled life once and for all
He looks at the ruins of nature
Mankind's work is done
He remembers the old days, shadows of past
The old days, memories he's lost
He's searching for reasons, recalling the past
For reasons, fractive remains
He has before his eyes as the sky turned red
Changed the world its face
Naught was anymore like before
As the sky turned red, fertile days were gone
Many moons raised and set since that time
Now he's afraid of the return
He has settled life once and for all
He looks at the ruins of nature
Mankind's work is done
Contributed by Bartleby - 2012/1/4 - 11:47
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Da “Backporch Hillbilly Blues Volume 1”, pubblicato solo nel 2002.
In realtà non credo che qui Flynt fosse con il gruppo de The Insurrection, ma ho preferito non creare un’altra bio dopo quella inserita per Uncle Sam Do.
“Da solo, triste, egli guarda giù nella valle… Guarda le rovine della natura. Il lavoro del genere umano è terminato.”