Delver Me Songtext
von Clyde and the Milltailers

Oh I bet you never knew you were bested by the worst
Dreaming of your flags in a row locked inside the town church
With a grudge in your hand you′re armed to the teeth
Yea you're biting the scythe that mows all the trees

Oh deliver me
From the land I call my home that I′m no longer free
Be as it may the watchtower of your voice never left the bay


I opened another chapter in a book
Thrown under the couch
Something dark and forgotten
You might have thought it
Had been 86'ed from the house

Oh deliver me
From the land I call my home that I'm no longer free
Be as it may the watchtower of your voice never left the bay