Badlands Hands Of Time
The taste of salt water, old bread in your hand
Hardships you went through as you sailed to a far off
land
Living by the compass, the cold wind was your guide
That evening horizon, well, it was a precious sight
Chorus:
So you went for the diamond and its cristal shine
But never could you turn back the hands of time
... The hands of time
An old wooden legged pirate cheated on the game
Spoken words mean nothing, old villains don't know
shame
The beauty of a chorus didn't lead to sleep
A fat wallet might shrink but stories ain't that hard
to keep
Chorus
... The hands of time
Longing for the shore as you drift away
Getting hit by a storm as the sky turns grey
An opponent lies beaten, blood on the wooden deck
Tanking up on whiskey, breathing smoke of cigarettes
The taste of salt water, old bread in your hand
Hardships you went through as you sailed to a far off
land
Living by the compass, the cold wind was your guide
That evening horizon, well, it was a precious sight
Chorus
... The hands of time (2x)
