"Time To Die" lyrics
My eyes have gazed upon things
You couldn't even imagine
Neon storms on the airstrips at Sales Marsh
I saw hope in King Gomez Cape of eyes
Before the Ten Year Fog
Alas these things will disappear
Like shifting sands in an ocean's bed
Time to die
Time to die
You couldn't even imagine
Neon storms on the airstrips at Sales Marsh
I saw hope in King Gomez Cape of eyes
Before the Ten Year Fog
Alas these things will disappear
Like shifting sands in an ocean's bed
Time to die
Time to die
Writer(s): Paul Roberts, John William Ellis, Jean Jacques Burnel, David Paul Greenfield, Brian John Duffy
