Syd Matters - The Devil lyrics
[Syd Matters - The Devil lyrics]
First there was a memory
And the promise of days to come
Then the sound and the fury
Of hurricanes on the ground
My home, it's not a place
It's a tone in the haze of the morning sun
Here, in a land of pleasures
How blessed are we to roam
So turn, turn down the offers
That promise to bring you home
'Cause your home, it's not a place
It's a tone in the haze of the morning sun
So burn, burn down to ashes
What's meant to be burned alone
And blow, blow up the houses
And the wind in return will blow up your home
And the promise of days to come
Then the sound and the fury
Of hurricanes on the ground
My home, it's not a place
It's a tone in the haze of the morning sun
Here, in a land of pleasures
How blessed are we to roam
So turn, turn down the offers
That promise to bring you home
'Cause your home, it's not a place
It's a tone in the haze of the morning sun
So burn, burn down to ashes
What's meant to be burned alone
And blow, blow up the houses
And the wind in return will blow up your home