The Orphans все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

High upon a forgotten mountain top, lay a garden, untended and dry
'twas a yard that hadn't felt children's feet running,
for the mother long ago, taught her children how to fly
Within a simple cabin, untouched by industrial hands
Sat the aging mother in her home
You can’t escape the picture frames, there’s too many, she said
They keep me from being alone
Well she spoke, "he was an honest man, he worked hard to put food on our plates

The government wants to overthrow it's subjects
GOP has issued secret codes
CIA has put them on our stop signs
FBI is tapping in our phones
Billy Bob's the slick one
But we've seen his dishonest smile to the crowds
I praise the press, i surf the internet
Hope i'm not revealed as a coward