Letra de Roosevelt's Marching Band
I've stayed another phase come 'round Samsara bound to With legs to dream and miles to go Still haven't found youI'm sinking on a weighed-down brain To see what lingers unhealthy every place we drank And face another day like this With every minute, every hour draining slowly'Til you can't take it But you only have to wait And they come bac Roosevelt's marching bandComing up the street, give them a hand Bringing it to us gladly where we stand They play the great ones 'Til it's all goneI call but eight is way too late I squeeze my fingers and pray to hear another breath Cliché of kitchens, driven nails And I'm the chairman, the table man, the cloth manAnd I'll be patient I'll only have to wait 'Til you come back Roosevelt's marching bandComing up the street, give them a hand Bringing it to us gladly where we stand They play the great ones 'Til it's all goneI'm drowning in a loser's cycle week to week I'm running out of patience and it's lonely since you're gone