lucanus pell the man frum hell on vocals & guitar camp fire style
-lyrics:
-searching for the time i've lost and who we used to be
beyond all figuring out when you remembered to believe
so we stopped to catch our breath.,.but then forgot to breathe
imagining the what, and how it a been if i'd of done anything but
/i see which way your mind has gone good-bye
what's the point of wasting all your wits on wonderin' why?
the wind came thru and whispered you've got one last thing to try
now call out past the mountains,'til an echo back replies.,.
/impossible to prove as i maneuver through the muck
just becuz we can't get out, doesn't mean we're stuck
i would guarantee my grin but there's a limit to my luck
now look here comes help, and i believe i'll ask sombody else
/you'll find alot of definitely along with every doubt
the lunar moth may land on him before that worm comes out
will i see you in the flames or will i only hear you shout?
so's not to itch instead; i scratch the back of my head
- luke pell
echo back replies music
timmins ontario canada
bigfoot song
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