The Antlers - East River Berlin Wall
Ice-paved street
Saved heat
Running low
Running out
We made this river a wall
It?s a natural drought
And I can?t feel a thing
I can?t feel a thing
East blind to west
I confess
I?ve been tunneling through
Waiting to meet him
In perfect positioning
You know just what I?d do
But I can?t feel a thing
I can?t feel a thing
Not a thing
Letras The Antlers