Robert Forster – The Roads
Genre Rock

LYRIC
The Roads

You may feel drowsy
You may feel sleep
But the summer is over and you’re on your feet
You won’t need a doctor
You won’t need a chef
You’re far from over and you can heal yourself
The body is a temple
The mind is a box
Your heart is like a river that no one can stop
It’s written on the bottle
The bottle on their shelf
It’s written deep in scripture that you can save yourself
It’s only poison meant to drive you mad
It’s only poison and it’s all they have

Now you must be careful
Think before you speak
Speak before you’re forgotten forgottеn and too weak

It’s only poison meant to drive you mad
It’s only poison and it’s all thеy have
It’s only poison taste it and you’ll know
It’s only poison let it go

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