Number Twelve Looks Like You (The)

Tombo's Wound
Fingers crossed Crossed Crossed Crossed I hope it pours today I cross my fingers In a superstitious way, hay, hay, hay We reel to the rain dance Between shades of green God give them a chance For a quench that is clean Seas erase from the sands They're left to swallow disease From puddles in the land They're left to swallow They're left to swallow disease From puddles in the land Nothing left to squeeze I'll tell a million lies To make the Gods cry To shower this village SongtexteFrom no more goodbyes Dancing village stomps Dancing village stomps Shake the Earth's core (Shake the Earth's core) Babies bathing in swamps It's their daily war (It's their daily war) But only joy the children know Unaware of the fight Until losing one of their own They start losing their light They start losing their light They start losing their light Beware of a prayer It takes a village to raise a child It took this trip to see my troubles are mild And they hold life's key Fingers crossed In a superstitious way To keep their smiles From going away I cross my fingers In a superstitious way The colony is strong They will live on They will live on They will live on They will live on They will live on They will live on They will live on Fingers crossed I hope it pours today I cross my fingers In a superstitious way I will tell a million lies To make the Gods cry Million Million Million lies Million Million Million lies God give them a chance For a quench that is clean They're left to swallow They're left to swallow disease From puddles in the land Aus Songtexte Mania