The Moldy Peaches - The Ballad Of Helen Keller And Rip Van Wrinkle lyrics

Burn it all up Hanging in the street Enlightenment Whining, mercy me Take my hand now, love Down the stairs, your father walks I will lead the way His hair is falling grey Leave them behind Runnin' to the sea Don't make a sound Twitching silently Take my hand now, love Down the stairs, your father walks I will lead the way His hair is falling grey No matter what they say I can make you stay