Letras:
An Horse Walls

I have nothing new to tell you Since the last time that I wrote But I know with certainty Your hands will get this note I don't need any mirrors in the

the big wide world And you're absolutely home and dry You got away from a one horse town And the only way out was to fly You heard a lot about an easy

of the Vast Uranus for these Eyes have seen the horses of the Universe fade away Oh, Father (the) Fog of Nebula your faithful children have escaped The Walls

t have as large an arsenal of weapons before Marshall will step in the door, I lay your head on the floor With your body spread on the bedspread, red on the wall

t have as large an arsenal of weapons before Marshall will step in the door, I lay your head on the floor With your body spread on the bedspread, red on the wall

red rag hangs from an open mouth. Alive at both ends but a little dead in the middle, A-tumbling and a-bumbling he will go. All the King's horses and

: (Bob Dylan) Old Reilly stole a stallion But they caught him and they brought him back And they laid him down on the jailhouse ground With an iron

: (Bob Dylan) There's an evenin' haze settlin' over town Starlight by the edge of the creek The buyin' power of the proletariat's gone down Money's

have as large an arsenal of weapons before Marshall will step in the door, I lay your head on the floor With your body spread on the bedspread, red on the wall