Century Man

Sweet as the wine was the eve of the day
Lights flashed bright as you sank into pain
My oldest friend your blood's running cold
Faces blur in a world of your own

While morphine has the curtains fall
Spain's fierce guitars will be leading your soul
To your resting ground in the shade of the pines
Place of choice for the century man



Credits
Writer(s): Raoul Vignal
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