Tekst Utworu

5 a.m. high, I'm walking still Darkness has its arm around me What's bigger than us all is on our hands Sense's making waves with thoughts that kill What is it science says about it? Heretic or not, it's on our hands God speed, God speed, God speed God speed God speed 5 a.m. high, I'm walking still Darkness has its arm around me What's bigger than us all is on our hands We're running out of gold in this black hills What is it history says about it? Heretic or not, it's on our hands God speed, God speed, God speed God speed 5 a.m. high, I'm walking still Storms to come, I'm undaunted What's bigger than us all is on our hands With every new dream an old one dies The buzzing in my head surrounds me Heretic or not, it's on our hands God speed, God speed, God speed God speed God speed God speed
Writer(s): Ira Gershwin, George Gershwin, Dubose Heyward Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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