Backbeat کے بول

And suddenly there it was Heavier than a cross Like the gaps of december Frayed flock, bruised amber All that’s about to come Time will make me remember Bursting from underground All shades of blue abound Like the streams in my blood Frantic rocks, rusty flood Whispers of days to come Hit my heart with a thud And suddenly these songs Break free from the land’s lungs Like the rites of the spring Devil’s laughter, angels’ swing All that’s about to come My soul’s about to bring Trust the backbeat Trust the backbeat.