Fifty One Letra

Dragged the folktale heart of sad old song
For spirits' hearts begone
Delivered a lightning bolt in the pouring rain
The water drops merge in mid fall-down

And before he had even awoke,
He exhaled, sighed a breath, and spoke,
"Well, I think I need to get some rest"

On and on and on and on
And on and on and on (x2)

With a good day's rest in midday's light
He slept 'til light was gone

Delivered lightning in the pouring rain
So easily disturbed, he stirs in sleep
And before he had even awoke,
He exhaled, sighed a breath, and spoke,
"Well, I had this dream the night before..."