Nina Simone - Desperate Ones Lyrics
Jacques brel, jouannest, eric blau, mort shumanThey hold each others handsThey walk without a soundDown forgotten streetsTheir shadows kiss the groundTheir footstepsSing a songTats ended before its begunThey walk without a soundThe desperate onesJust like the tiptoe mothThat dance before the flameThey burn their hearts so muchThat death is just a nameAnd if love calls againSo foolishly they run, they run, they runThey run, they run, they run, they runThey run without a soundThe desperate onesI know the road teyre onIve walked their crooked mileA hundred times or moreI drank their cup of bileThey watch their dreams go downBe hind the settin sunYeh, yeh, yeh, they walk without a soundThe desperate onesLe he who threw the stone at themStand up and take a bowHe knows the verb to loveBeu hell never, never, never know howOn the bridge of nevermoreThey disappear one by oneDisappear without a soundThe desperate onesAnd underneath the bridgeThe waters sweet and deepThis is their journeys endThe land of endless sleepThey cry to us for helpWe think its all in fun,They cry, they cry, they cry, they cryWithout a soundThey disappear without a soundThey walk without a sound without a soundDisappear without a soundCry without a soundYai, yaj, yaj, yaj, yaj, yaj, yajThe desperate ones
