The Gun Club – Mother of Earth / Christian Thompson – Native Instinct

A piece of music to feed the soul – Music&Vision selected by clanMC

I’ve gone down the river of sadness
I’ve gone down the river of pain
in the dark, under the wires.
I hear them call my name

I gave you the key to the highway
and the key to my motel door
and I’m tired of leaving and leaving
so, I won’t come back no more

Oh, my dark-eyed friend
I’m recalling you again
soft voices that speak nothing
speak nothing to the end

Oh, Mother of Earth
the blind they call
but, yet stay behind the wall
their sadness grows like weeds
upon my thighs and knees

Oh, Mother of Earth
the wind is hot
I tried my best, but I could not
and my eyes fade from me
in this open country

clanMC16042014

The Gun Club

Christian Thompson

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