Jolie Laide - Cheyenne

Angry waters toss and pull us down
Hold us under til we break free
Sad and lonely days, still and calm we stay
Drifting further nothing to see

There is no rescue ship, we stopped calling out for it
Better to hate what we have here
Nothing you say ever makes sense, but you keep talking
Nothing I do ever is right but I still keep moving
A hole in the hull sinking us slow down to an ending
Finally done finally sleeping
There is no rescue ship, we stopped calling out for it

~~~♫♫♫~~~

The road to Cheyenne nevеr ends
Never closе it always bends
In the solitude I creep
The car's long shadow
In the land I'd lived before
Of the plan, I'd say no more
Holly's heart and Holly's lips
In the desert's shadow
The road to Cheyenne, long and thin
Never close it always lifts
In the solitude I creep the hatchet's shadow
There's a hoarse voice that I wield
Of the plan I say no more
There's a hoarse voice that I wield
A hatchet tenor

There is no rescue ship, we stopped calling out for it