CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : River Anacostia (Demo)
Oh, my Anacostia
Do not sigh, do not weep
Beneath the overpa**
Your saviour's waiting patiently
Walking on the water
Flowing with the poisons
From the naval yard
He's talking to the broken reeds
What will become of us?
What will become of us?
A small red sun makes way for night
Trails away like a tail light
Is that Jesus on the water
Talking to the fallen trees?
What will become of us?
What will become of us?
Do not sigh, do not weep
Beneath the overpa**
Your saviour's waiting patiently
Walking on the water
Flowing with the poisons
From the naval yard
He's talking to the broken reeds
What will become of us?
What will become of us?
A small red sun makes way for night
Trails away like a tail light
Is that Jesus on the water
Talking to the fallen trees?
What will become of us?
What will become of us?
