The Racing Heart - Live

Lyrics for The Racing Heart - Live

White sun Spring of wealth Come for a good time It's not what I have Vibrate Life on the line My racing heart Your vacant mind If I sow a wind now I will reap a storm You saw me sliding Away from the sun And tomorrow, who will come? And put their hand over mine Mine with the burning shape of a gun Washed out Soul of money I Couldn't keep the fire It's not what I do Vibrate Life on the line My racing heart It's all I find Inside the sickness Rest Inside the sickness Rest If I sow a wind now I will reap a storm You saw me sliding Away from the sun And tomorrow, who will come? And put their hand over mine Mine with the burning shape of a gun If I sow a wind now (wind now) I will reap a storm (will reap a storm) You saw me sliding Away from the sun (away from the sun) And tomorrow, who will come? (who will come?) And put their hand over mine (put their hand over mine) Mine with the burning shape of a gun (burning)