smith, elliott
a passing feeling
everything is gone but the echo of the burst of a shell and i'm stuck here waiting for a passing feeling in the city i built up and blew to hell i'm stuck here waiting for a passing feeling still i send all the time my request for relief down the dead power line though i'm beyond belief in the help i require just to exist at all took a long time to stand took an hour to fall i'm stuck here waiting for a passing feeling stuck here waiting for a passing feeling still i send all the time my request for relief down the dead power line though i'm beyond belief in the help i require just to exist at all took a long time to stand took an hour to fall