Night & Day کے بول

I hear stories And some aren't pretty Planting the seeds That grow into weeds Crowded my heart wants To breathe This troubled mind Finds a way To search long and hard All the night and day Still it's pushing me The finer glories Like sirens call me And damned in between I'm worried again Will I not sleep till the grave This troubled mind finds a way To search long and hard All the night and day Still it's pushing me Ooh it's maddening These hands that have me As soon as I'm free I'm going to rip out the weeds Crowded my heart's going To breathe This troubled mind finds a way To search long and hard All the night and day