It was midnight in the mission And the bells were not for me Come again, walking along In the mission in the rain Come again, walking along In the mission in the rain
It was midnight in the Mission and the bells were not for me. Come again, walking along in the Mission in the rain, Come again, walking along in the Mission in the rain
Vertaling: Grateful Dead. Missie In Die Reën.
Sandy has seen a tornado more times than she's seen the grateful dead... She lives in oklahoma, Where the storms come prairie fed, And the numbers keep
T-bone steaks in palatial estates, ornate with gates that automate so those you hate could only spectate, I was kissing my mate through iron grates
climbed out of your bed, the sun hit you with strong light Sleeping under a bridge out in the cold, now that's a long night If you ain't never missed
