Tropical Depression Songtext
von The Night Marchers

Storm watch ain′t a part of my life
Post cards from home
I feel the wind
I feel the heat
I feel the breeze
As the sweat drops down my back
Don't look back
Trade winds are testing me
Legs made of ham
One match one bar no clue and a Hawaiian shirt on my back
Don′t look back
Slow drain is a way of life no control Like a dog my faults track
My scent all the way home
And there's nothing left to loose
And I'm not comin home
--------"Dance break"------------
Slow drain is a way of life no control
Like a dog my faults track my scent all the way home
And there′s nothing left to loose
--------outro-------
And I hear her depression calling for me
And I pray that the sirens tolerate me


Flat broke on a hole
And I′m not comin home