Angel From Montgomery
If dreams were lightning, thunder were desire This old house would have burnt down a long time ago There are songs, and then there are …
If dreams were lightning, thunder were desire This old house would have burnt down a long time ago There are songs, and then there are …
And the sons of Pullman porters, and the sons of engineers Ride their fathers’ magic carpets, made of steel And mothers with their babes asleep, …