The Long Goodbye کے بول

Well, the end days rise Yet the world gets by While they fill my skies with junk Still celestial bodies spinning out the Sun Are bringing your deliverance as one Hail the wounded stars hiding ageless arks Come and take my body so far, so far Cause home may be calling Or home some other lark But as a noonday witness, I'm lost! Pull the sticky pine Build some other mind Cause faith ain't enough, ain't enough For as God's my pilot I need Him to make the charts To route my escape from this heart Well, the end days rise Yet the world gets by While they fill my skies with goodbyes Still celestial bodies spinning out the Sun Are bringing your deliverance as one They are bringing your deliverance as one, as one