Barricade
Nathan Colberg
Oh, Barricade
I thought I buried you out in the sea
'Cause everything about you
Makes my heart grow weak
For now I stumble on
Oh...
Oh, though these things
You took my sympathy
With your cold breeze
Everything about you
Makes my heart grow weak
For now I stumble on
Oh...
And shadows abound
When white light is found
And dust flows from the ground
As I'm calling out
Oh...
'Cause everything about you
Makes my heart grow weak
For now I stumble on
Oh...
Oh...
Oh..