Slow Cruel Hands Of Time – Band Of Horses – letras

Part of the talking got stuck in my mindIs a board to road.Two hours later back in my neighbourhood, whereEverything just stole.It still looks the same, they remember my nameStepped it in for a cup full.Is big city manner used to rumble with himBack in high school.The slow cruel hands of timeTURN INTO A ULTIME LOVER OR MORE.Piece on the ride, you can stop for a whileTo look out for a policeman,There’s no street nailsOnly free buildings, and one of them faking.Is taking all day,The pack’s feeling heavy and soon enough.Backwards down the mountain the axel is brown,Fall into a long drive.The sky is in the yard,Stream cot candy in the fall.Slow card the hard to fallSo long times I don’t?I’ve gone this so longSomething I hardly knowSlow gone.Finally up the piecesdisrrupted and the birds fly.Trapped for a momentThe sheriff’s department got the wrong guy.The town is revealed the lone,Visible winds through the fog.This slow cruel hands of time,turning you back into a child.