The old man
She
We all keep believing
That history repeats itself year after year
All I fear
We have to give in to the hundred-year curse
Sweat in the sun like we
Dig deep enough and our fortune we
'If only, if only,' the woodpecker sighs
The bark on the trees was as soft as the skies
As the wolf waits below, hungry and lonely
He cries to the mo-oo-n, 'If only, if only'
Chasing the skirt of a beautiful wife,
You make mistakes and it
And forever my past steals my life
To submission I
But there
Blisters and blood and the sun makes you blind
Don
You can break metal chains when your friends don
'If only, if only,' the woodpecker sighs
The bark on the trees was as soft as the skies
As the wolf waits below, hungry and lonely
He cries to the mo-oo-n, 'If only, if only'
I am a sword, but I find myself bent
And that is no use when I
I have no blade, I
That is no use when I
I have no blade, I
But I can
'If only, if only,' the woodpecker sighs
The bark on the trees was as soft as the skies
As the wolf waits below, hungry and lonely
He cries to the mo-oo-n, 'If only, if only'
'If only, if only,' the woodpecker sighs
The bark on the trees was as soft as the skies
As the wolf waits below, hungry and lonely
He cries to the mo-oo-n, 'If only, if only'
