Teksty:
Jackson Browne Time The Conqueror

to one another And recognize as brother The face across the border Across a sea of differences Across the drifting sands The joining of our hands in time

enemy I'm going down there anyway I'm going down to Cuba to see my friends Down where the rhythm never ends No problem is too difficult to solve Yeah, times

I wanted to be somebody you'd see When you're feeling good I started looking for your little MG In my neighborhood I started feeling kind of funny and

speak of things worth fighting for Roll out the drums of war Roll out the drums of war Roll out the drums of war Roll out the drums of war But time

Where were you when the sky cracked open Waiting for shelter and barely coping? Thinking you could ride the storm out Hoping you would be all right Where

everything I wanted, subject to review Time may heal all wounds But time will steal you blind Time the wheel, time the conqueror Time will heal all wounds but time

enemy I'm going down there anyway I'm going down to Cuba to see my friends Down where the rhythm never ends No problem is too difficult to solve Yeah times

give her money And I would give her jewels And lead her to the palace my imagination rules And fashion from her nakedness The innocence that's gone Gone as the time

of night with your endless fright With your face alight and your prey in sight Into the breach in search of the new Though after so many times You will