Paroles de The Llama

To ride on a black winged Llama over desert in the chill of night wasn't my idea. stirrup me. Now that I'm here I've got nothing to lose for the record. tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow A blue land and besides that everything in sight has lost it's color. And if it was hiding beneath the surface of this great scape, I would still want to wait. tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow I want to be brave and believe that this fierce flapping creature is heaving in good faith. Holding on but there's no part of him that doesn't disappear under my hands... Carry me away, but carry me! Carry me away, but carry me! carry me! carry me!