Cactus World News – Church Of The Cold Lyrics
I run, you run, we don’t find I see, I say, “We are blind.” I touch, I taste Mother Earth Future loves in the church of the cold Sailing seaward, oceans wild Stormy weather, ship without sails These crazy people are marching on Lunatics are burning books of love Finding out all the rules that make me A member of the church of the cold […]