A Scream in the Silence: Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds

sábado, 8 de agosto de 2020

All through the night we drove

And the wind caught her hair

And we parked on the beach

In the cool evening air

Well, sometimes it’s better not to say anything at all

Your body is an anchor

Never asked to be free

Just want to stay in the business

Of making you happy

Well, I’m just waiting for you

Waiting for you

A priest runs through the chapel

All the calendars are turning

A Jesus freak on the street

Says He is returning

Well, sometimes a little bit of faith

Can go a long, long way

Your soul is my anchor

I never asked to be freed

Well, sleep now, sleep now

Take as long as you need

Cause I’m just waiting for you

Waiting for you

To return