The Western Surf Lyrics by Archer Oh
There’s a lonely stead
With a dirty home
The burnt trees make you wicked
And leave your name unknown
Leave your fears behind
It’s not a place for good
We’re dying to survive
And living nothing new
I’m tired of these lonesome nights
I’m giving you my best
Waiting for a miracle to host this holy guest
These drying lands they
Thirst and ache and crack and who’s to blame?
An angry and a vitriolic God without a name
Visited by fate
Chance is catching up
And now it’s time to pay
The debts of passing luck
The cherub pulls mе through time
Making a show of my sins, I
Locked eyеs with the divine
Infernos welcome me in, no
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