The blood on the tracks spills into the earth
"Why does that have to be?," he wonders
Maddona, be blessed, gave birth to a son so divine,
For he was born from her heart, not from her womb
And if others followed, would flows be disturbed or created, deflated or returned?
When will you come, like a fiery comet?
When will you come, on the wings of an eagle?
When will you come, like a cold wind a blowin'?
When will you come, cause I don't know if we'll make it without you
You know about pawns
Kings, thieves and others spill the blood of our sisters and brothers
How the colors can run dry
While sons of fortune chuckle over bourbon and big smokes
While the good folks of Big Easy grow harder
And in cities taverns the young lovers, the poets, and the all-know-it's,
Gonna be a hard rain
When will you come, like the eye of a hurricane?
When will you come, like a wave crashing down?
Like a tremor from the ground
When will you come, cause I don't know if we'll make it without you
You know about Judas
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The blood on the tracks spills into the earth
"Why does that have to be?," he wonders
Maddona, be blessed, gave birth to a son so divine,
For he was born from her heart, not from her womb
And if others followed, would flows be disturbed or created, deflated or returned?
When will you come, like a fiery comet?
When will you come, on the wings of an eagle?
When will you come, like a cold wind a blowin'?
When will you come, cause I don't know if we'll make it without you
You know about pawns
Kings, thieves and others spill the blood of our sisters and brothers
How the colors can run dry
While sons of fortune chuckle over bourbon and big smokes
While the good folks of Big Easy grow harder
And in cities taverns the young lovers, the poets, and the all-know-it's,
Gonna be a hard rain
When will you come, like the eye of a hurricane?
When will you come, like a wave crashing down?
Like a tremor from the ground
When will you come, cause I don't know if we'll make it without you
You know about Judas
"Why does that have to be?," he wonders
Maddona, be blessed, gave birth to a son so divine,
For he was born from her heart, not from her womb
And if others followed, would flows be disturbed or created, deflated or returned?
When will you come, like a fiery comet?
When will you come, on the wings of an eagle?
When will you come, like a cold wind a blowin'?
When will you come, cause I don't know if we'll make it without you
You know about pawns
Kings, thieves and others spill the blood of our sisters and brothers
How the colors can run dry
While sons of fortune chuckle over bourbon and big smokes
While the good folks of Big Easy grow harder
And in cities taverns the young lovers, the poets, and the all-know-it's,
Gonna be a hard rain
When will you come, like the eye of a hurricane?
When will you come, like a wave crashing down?
Like a tremor from the ground
When will you come, cause I don't know if we'll make it without you
You know about Judas
Writer: CARMEN SCLAFANI
Copyright: Lyrics © Wiser Time Music, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Wiser Time Music, Songtrust Ave