The Staves

Gone Tomorrow(live版) - The Staves Holy Moses Everybody's gone Packed up and moving on Who says Good things Come to those who wait Well the hour's getting late And I'm here And I'd wait all year Time will tell me Whisper soft and slow Tell me where to

Facing West A room with the window facing west towards the sea You leave your hands across your chest facing me Sing me a song Your voice is like silver And I don't think that I can do this anymore I'll take the high road that he walked once and for