Longing for a light to shine on the wicked
Young kids yearn for lies in disguise
While despair’s dancin’ with their desires
How can we get away?
Over the hills…
Longing for a light to shine on the wicked
I’m longing for a light to shine on the wicked
Drinks are raised on this endless winter day
What happened to the dogs that used to bark all day
How can we get away?
Over the hills…
Longing for a light to shine on the wicked
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