Taste Of Heaven

The Chain Gang Of 1974


There's a picture frame inside those eyes
There he stands alone, a boy who cries
With an old man standing to my right
He's staring at my empty life

Go and try to change my mind
Thunder rolling down my spine
Push along through my wrongs
I'm breaking these walls

So I stand outside your window
With my hands up towards the sky
With the hopes of dancing on this street
So I wait outside for the taste of heaven

There's an answer in the desert sun
The vulture cries "the war is won!"
On a highway burning my last chance
I'm driving fast, I won't look back

Go and try to change my mind
Thunder rolling down my spine
Push along through my wrongs
I'm breaking these walls

So I stand outside your window
With my hands up towards the sky
With the hopes of dancing on this street
So I wait outside for the taste of heaven

Break the silence
Truth or violence
You chose to let me go
You gave me no reason
No chance to believe in
Only let downs show that I'm still alive

So I stand outside your window
With my hands up towards the sky
With the hopes of dancing on this street
So I wait outside for the taste of heaven

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