Paroles de Lonely Road
Mark Heard
Not taking note of the fools or the wise
Being a pawn of time and chance
Not making vows when the flood waters rise
Is simpler than nails through your hands
Being a slave to the sultans of grief
Keeping the hand to the plow
Being held captive to public belief
Is easier than thorns through your brow
And it
InterprèteMark Heard
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