The Judge
de Ben Nichols
In my hands, I hold the ashes
In my veins, black pitch runs
In my chest, a fire catches
In my way, the setting sun
Dark clouds gather 'round me
To the west, my soul is bound
And I will go on ahead, free
There's a light yet to be found
The last pale light in the west
The last pale light in the west
And I ask for no redemption
In this cold and barren place
Still I see the faint reflection
And so by it, I got my way
The last pale light in the west
The last pale light in the west
Más canciones de Ben Nichols
-
The Last Pale Light In the West
The Last Pale Light In the West
-
The Kid
The Last Pale Light In the West
-
Dog Day Nights
Thick Syrup Records: Arkansas Compilation
-
Chambers
The Last Pale Light In the West
-
Davy Brown
The Last Pale Light In the West
-
Tobin
The Last Pale Light In the West
-
Toadvine
The Last Pale Light In the West
-
Texas & Tennessee - Unplugged
Lucero Unplugged
-
Among the Ghosts - Unplugged
Lucero Unplugged
