Moldy Peaches, The - The Ballad Of Helen Keller And Rip Van Wrinkle lyrics

rate me

Burn it all up

Hanging in the street

Enlightenment

Whining, mercy me

Take my hand now, love

Down the stairs, your father walks

I will lead the way

His hair is falling grey

Leave them behind

Runnin' to the sea

Don't make a sound

Twitching silently

Take my hand now, love

Down the stairs, your father walks

I will lead the way

His hair is falling grey

No matter what they say,

I can make you stay