Woorden:
Black Crowes Before The Frost Until The Freeze

Did you hear Gabriel blow his horn? Then what sent those blackbirds on the wing? Into this house we were born to live Like an arrow shot over the mountain

through liquid air With music everywhere Stone faces silent stare She flies The old guard on the hill Can feel the chill Deep into the freeze Of those

Another week in the driver's seat With your feet up on the dashboard Rain, it kept a steady beat As I watched you dream of Houston I ain't never going

Be struck by the arrow of weakness On the gilded path to forgiveness Find my way home when the morning comes To stay your friend when it's all said and

in her bed all day Oh well, the late nights got me reeling Spilling out the bottle right into the next day Got a funny little feeling Gonna be like this until

Sad and sorry Troubled and tired Wild with worry Mad with desire Junky jitters, bed bug critters Now who would die for love? Midnight favor, sweet sick