where will you go when this day is over
a gambler's purse lays on the road
straight to your door
snakes have gone crazy tonight
winding their way out of sight
a laugh, a joke a sentiment wasted
sending their dead melodies to me
where will you go when this day is over
a gambler's purse lays on the road
straight to your door
snakes have gone crazy tonight
winding their way out of sight
a laugh, a joke a sentiment wasted
sending their dead melodies to me