Mr.Weathercock
- Concerto Moon (2008)You are listening to the song Mr.Weathercock by Concerto Moon, in album Rise From Ashes. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
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Lyrics
I have no clue as to who the hell you are
But you are not the man you think that's for sure
Relief and remorse over and over, you end up at the start
I have no clue as to who the hell you are
but where you stand is not the top of the world
Rebel and obey over and over
Which way does the wind blow today?
what do you want? Words of sympathy
What can you do? Change the world
Where do you go? To the dream paradise
But you are all alone.
I have no clue as to who the hell you are
But your faith is not that strong, that's for sure
Preach then wordless over and over
Whych way does the wind blow today?
Whad do you want? Words of sympathy
What can you do? Change the world
Where do you go? To a world without pain
You struggle between dreamd and reality
What do you want? Words of sympathy
What can you do? Change the world
WHere do you go? To the dream paradise
No one there and you're all alone.
Turn your head to where the wind blows, like a weathercock
CAn't do antything in my own, you run away again
Turn your head to where the wind blows, like a weathercock
Praise yourself and blame the others
Big old Mr. Weathercock, blown by the wind
You haven't moved a bit, you have no place to hide.
Turn your head to where the wind blows, like a weathercock
Can't do anything on your own, you run away again
Turn your head to where the wind blows, like a weathercock
Praise yourself and blame the others
Still change your mind, change your words
Turn your head to where the wind blows, like a weathercock
Praise yourself and blame the others
Big old Mr. Weathercock, Blown by the wind.
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