And blame God for looking too old
Can we find all that you stand for
Has been replaced with mountains of gold?
You cannot dream yourself to notice
To feel pain and swallow fear
But can you stay up for the weekend
'Til next year?
And blame God for looking too old
Can we find all that you stand for
Has been replaced with mountains of gold?
You cannot dream yourself to notice
To feel pain and swallow fear
But can you stay up for the weekend
'Til next year?
the shelter opens 2025.
the shelter opens 2025.