Sunset, Regret - Israel Nash Gripka

going down like brandy wine

åoh lord i need you know

to sing them you r northoern rain

to the fires of the south

sunseth

regret

my heart aint down yeth

i gott nowhere else to be

well red bird fly to me

the shore is sleeping now

a rage blows across the sea

its gott a way of turning

life to memory

sunset regret

my heart aint done yet

got nowwhere else to be

åoh red bird fly to me

Of in the distant

the prophet speaking far to loud

says we care more for the ones we lost

than for the ones we gott now

sunset

regret

my heart aint done yet

i got nowwhere else to be

Theese wings dont fly

youres do,

lets ttry

i gott nowhere else to be

åoh red bird fly to me

sunset, regret

my heart aint done yet

i gott nowhere else to be

sunset, regret

my heart aint done yet

i gott nowhere else to be

sunset, regret

my heart aint done yet

i gott nowhere else to be