Pablo Natario

Where I came from there were no hills at all The land was flat, the highway straight and wide My […]

One, two, three, four Oh Jesus was a man Who traveled through the land A hard working man and brave

Watching your bright blue eyes In the freeze frame I ve seen them so many times I feel like I

And you know it s time to go Through the sleet and driving snow Across the fields of mourning to

Don t believe what you hear Don t believe what you see If you just close your eyes You can

Some days are dry, some days are leaky Some days come clean, other days are sneaky. Some days take less,

Gravity, it s not pulling me I won t be a picture with no sound Decaying, I m praying You

Lay down Lay down Lay your sweet lovely on the ground Lay your love on the track We re gonna

When you get to the bottom You go back to the top of the slide And you stop and you

Jesus, Jesus help me I m alone in this world And a fucked-up world it is too. Tell me, tell

Won t you come back tomorrow Won t you come back tomorrow Won t you come back tomorrow Can I

I m round the corner from anything that s real I m across the road from hope I m under