End Of Henley 歌詞

Beautywood, Henley could The dream was everywhere he looked Saw a machine in the perfect girl A factory of static in her eye Light a fire, on the phone Talk all night about the way to control All the pain of the fame You don't own And the world we hold Are you rich enough, are you still in love Did it fade away or stand (do what you will) Did you open up, self destruct Feel it leave your hands (do you want mine, are you holding on) Choose your crutch, lose your touch Hold me to break or divide I'm the poet understood Who knew he would be An eagle on a laminated sky With your faith betrayed, bring it home Through the hall of the fame I know you're good, I sing your song I need to know you feel it (don) You stole the soul we're taking it back With a rifle