Texty písní Gregorian Masters Of Chant Chapter II Child In Time

Child In Time

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Sweet child in time you'll see the line
The line that's drawn between -- good and bad
See the blind man shooting at the world
Bullets flying, taking toll

If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit, oh, by flying lead
You'd better close your eyes, oh, and bow your head
Wait for the ricochet
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