Horace Pinker - Still Life lyrics

rate me

stop in between the lies this is one you never will complete don't you want that old trusty forty-five to fire you've been turned outside so ironic that it never happened transferred base to base wasn't brought out in the war made you learn to hide want to go and die turn over shelved and locked away still life falling down stop your memories don't you want that old trusty forty-five to fire in the face of all that you wanted and desired those details all remain so flawlessly retold stories fifty-five years old never leave