Poets Of The Great Salvation letra

Let it be time
Poets of the great salvation change
You're in no place to realize
I'm in no place to draw the line
Let it be time

No calm to a storm that just begs for a fight
Many are the eyes that play tricks on mine

Let it be wise
Poets of the great salvation change
You're in no place to realize
I'm in no place to criticize
Let it be time

Many are the eyes that play tricks on mine
No calm to a storm that just begs for a fight
Many are the eyes that play tricks on mine
No calm to a storm that just begs for a fight

In Civilian Clothing - Letras

• Art Of Conversation
• Believe Me Sir
• Belly Of A Whale
• Current Therapist
• Don´t Worry Like I Do
• Ends/Means
• On A Wire (Like Sparrows)
• Opening Doors (At The Point Of A Sword)
• Out Of Body
• Poets Of The Great Salvation
• To Beat A Dead Horse