Wait (The)

The Cycle
i stop my heart twice daily just to give me a lift some people call me a fool, i call it a gift i keep my earthly possessions in a breast pocket vest some day they'll take it away, some day i'll get me some rest oh, and i know rest don't mean sleep oh, and i know sleep don't mean peace they came on so damn tidy that it hurt to repel some of the things they expressed, though they sold them so well who gets the feeling maybe this will straighten itself from a cool crafted gift that we'll keep on the shelf you better rest up...then get the rest up oh, and i know rest don't mean sleep oh and i know sleep don't peace why must i pray when it's so cheap the stolen sound, lord grant...grant me peace who wrote the book of love, the great pretender is gone did he surrender his noise to the cops on the lawn they got so hard up lately that my heart stops on cue some day i'll start it again when the pretender breaks through oh, and i oh, and i know rest don't mean sleep oh, and i know sleep don't mean peace Aus Songtexte Mania