Gill Landry - The Refuge of Your Arms
текст песни

There's victory in surrender
Where only losers win
And only the pretenders
Have something to defend
Wicked winds are blowing
It's getting hard to see
Lost in where you're going
You're where you're supposed to be
Hungry ghosts on crowded streets
Empty hearts tween dirty sheets
Sailor songs on midnight creeps
And no one knows your name
Oh how I long to go
Where I knew no harm
The sweet home I used to know
In the refuge of your arms

Our conclusions were all fiction
Our heaven was our hell
Never doubting our convictions
Our freedom was our cell
Simple truths turned complex lies
Victims of our own device
Anguishing in paradise
Searching for a flame
Thirsty souls in whiskey bars
Blanket stiffs in railroad yards
Lifetimes from the nearest star
And no one knows your name
But still I like to dream
Of those phantom charms
Beyond these dying scenes
In the refuge of your arms