Withdrawn from Space Burial by Space Burial

There's a brook by some trees
When I was young I used to play down there
I used to live in castles
I used to sail the seas

When we were young life was easy
Be polite and always do whats right
But now that we're older things are so strange

Withdrawn, Hungover
Too sick to be sober
Too old to start over
In the end there's no closure

There's a man with a gavel
Say's he knows whats best for me
He took my ship and my castle
And took my youth away

Drifting through the ashes until I see my feet
Drinking muddy water in pity of self defeat

Withdrawn, Hungover
Too sick to be sober
Too old to start over
In the end there's no closure

Drifting through the ashes until I see my feet
Drinking muddy water in pity of self defeat
There's no needle sharp enough to pierce what stains my skin
There's no light that's bright enough to shine light through this rain

• Progressive Rock
• Rock
• Space Doom
• psychedelic rock
• space rock
• stoner-rock.
• Dubuque