MAKE IT THROUGH WITH LINDA DAVIS WRITERS SKIP EWING, TIM MENSY Well the sun beats down and the sand gets hot Where I break my back hauling endless rock
(Skip Ewing/Tim Mensy) Well the sun beats down and the sand gets hot Where I break my back hauling endless rock For a man made God I really don't
(steve bogard, jeff stevens) My body burns like there's a desert deep in me A thirsty soul so unsatisfied But there you are like a river to the sea The
? Across the sea, a pale moon rises. The ships have come, to carry you home. And dawn will turn, to silver glass. A light on the water. All souls pass
are up in my face. I listen to it when I drive any place. Up yours to anyone who says I've got bad taste! Atom's music rocks, with nerdy soul. His
Last communion of his soul Rust your bullets with his tears Let me tell you 'bout his years Laying low in a blood filled trench Kill tim 'til my
through Last communion of his soul Rust your bullets with his tears Let me tell you 'bout his years Laying low in a blood filled trench Kill tim
are up in my face. I listen to it when I drive any place. Up yours to anyone who says I?ve got bad taste! Atom?s music rocks, with nerdy soul. His
