the devil´s own þarký sözü
the night is dark and cold the strong winds and the rain crack the branches upon my window the devil beats his drum casting out his spell dragging all his own down into hell
the ticking of the clock inexorably goes on the howling of the stray souls of heaven the treasures of the cove where the traders stored their gold echo voices still dead to the world
underneath the vine shaded by the leaves i still hold you close to me beneath the open stars beneath the pillows and the sheets i still hold you dear to me
the ticking of the clock surely sunrise won´t be long when darkness hides inside it´s own shadow the devil beats his drum casting out his name dragging all his own down into shame
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1. red guitar 2. dobro 3. god´s monkey 4. september 5. alphabet angel 6. nostalgia 7. cries and whispers 8. the devil´s own 9. midnight sun 10. big wheels in shanty town
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