Gone Dogs -

We are following the rails

Trying to find some answers

Rusty crooks, iron ways

That seem to go nowhere

The only thing we know;

That’s gonna be far from home

Goodbye my love, I’m leaving for a while

We are sailing on the wave

That’s trying to pierce a piece of sky

Avoiding the rocky island

Full of black sheeps, yeah!

Here comes the wild dogs

Wanna hear our dirty bark?

Open the black curtains and look at the sparks

If you want to get in and I know you want it

Don’t let the rock crush your bones

Here comes the Gone Dogs

‘Be sure we will be back

Don’t roll the red carpet and bring the cognac

We are still living, we are still coming

Always sailing on the waves

Always far from our home, we keep our memories