Besedila: The Thorns. Dragonfly.

Dragonfly in a tidal waves
Eyes have come undone
Still the coastline's a mile away
And the storm's just begun

Here goes nothing
Heard him saying
As he buzzed away

Dragonfly sees the tops of the trees
From the C-130 door
Flips a bird, puts his knees in the breeze
And floats down to the war

Here goes nothing
Heard him saying
As he dropped away
Here goes nothing
Coming down
Hardly makes a sound

Cover it up, cover it up

Cover it up, cover it up
Cover it up, cover it up
Cover it up, cover it up
Cover it up, cover it up
Cover it up, cover it up
Cover it up, cover it up
Cover it up, cover it up

Here goes nothing
Holy roller
Finally blew a fuse
Here goes nothing
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Dragonfly makes a crown of thorns
For a savior yet to come
Still alive but his wings are torn
And his conscience has gone numb