Calexico - All Systems Red Lyrics

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All Systems Red

All Systems Red Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For All Systems Red By Calexico?
Felt a tremor stir beneath my breath
That forecasts storms on the gallup poll Waking up from the nightmare news Hoping to read a sign in the morning air Nothing changes here and nothing improves All say my friends who just want out And leave these troubles behind Scatter like paper in the eye of the storm Documented with a silenced note That's only heard from far away More cards in play, following suit Everywhere you look, you only see red Wonder when to call off the race Watching a horse running down its last legs When you think it couldn't get much worse The numbers rise on the death toll And the chimes of freedom flash and fade Only heard from far, far away I hear you can't trust in your own Now the grey is broken in the early morn And the words forming barely have a voice It's just your heart that's breaking without choice Everything you hear is distorted in your head Bouncing off the walls, unraveling the thread Staying up with the blue screen glow Forgetting everything you ever dreamed years ago When the dread is flowing down my veins I want to tear it all down and build it up again Hear your heart that's breaking without choice I want to hear those chimes ring again Ring again |
Who Wrote All Systems Red By Calexico?
John Convertino, Joseph Burns
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What's The Duration Of The All Systems Red By Calexico?The duration of All Systems Red is 6:09 minutes and seconds. |
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