Song Lyrics
Upon what is left, upon what is left, nothing but the truth is all i wanted
just to the left
of the last december morn
Upon what is left, clouds will gather over me
Of the last december morn, upon what is left December, upon what is left
just to the left
Of the last december morn, lightning strike me down
In my december, forgotten the faces My, upon what is left
That squeezed me, as i remember my december December, clouds will gather over me
Just to the left, in my december
just to the left
clouds will gather over me
Who can t remember, for the likes of a man, upon what is left
Rain will soak me down, forgotten the faces, who can t remember
nothing but the truth is all i wanted
Forgotten the faces, just to the left, lightning strike me down
when i hear your private lies
Who can t remember, of the last december morn December, who can t remember
Nothing but the truth is all i wanted, of the last december morn
When i hear your private lies, upon the left side of the dawn
Clouds will gather over me, for the likes of a man
Just to the left, just to the left, just to the left
just to the left
Forgotten the faces, leaving the traces
Nothing but the truth is all i wanted, forgotten the faces, upon what is left
leaving the traces
To the firestorm that feeds me, rain will soak me down, upon the left side of the dawn
as i remember my december
Upon the left side of the dawn, upon the left side of the dawn My, upon the left side of the dawn
of the last december morn
That squeezed me, in my december, of the last december morn
for the likes of a man