Besedila: Gov't Mule. Perfect Shelter.

One, two, three

Serene, what a dream
A pillow to rest your weary bones
Recharge, redefine
Time to repaint the lines

Change your world, it's time
Life's around the corner
Death's grip is far behind
Life can be sweet
Wounds can start to heal

Stay and be destroyed
Move and be renewed
Grow or wither
It's all up to you

None of us has built a perfect shelter

Don't christen me
With your condescending laughter
Don't, don't, don't
Don't put me in a box

Don't forget I once knew
A few things about you too
I think you'll see
Life can be quite the paradox

Stay and be destroyed
Move and be renewed
Grow or wither
It's all up to you

None of us has built a perfect shelter
None of us has built a perfect shelter

Stay and be destroyed
Move and be renewed
Grow or wither
It's all up to you

None of us has built a perfect shelter
None of us has built a perfect shelter

None of us has built a perfect shelter
None of us has built a perfect shelter