ฟังเพลงThree Hits (Album Version)

Three hits to the heart son

And it's poetry in motion.

One could send you down the river

Three's a strange way to be delivered.

Would you trade your words for freedom?

That's a barter for a blind man

Three hits to the heart son,

And it's poetry in motion.

Are you leveed like a treasure?

Only words can help me find you.

And this world's a fickle measure,

I will painfully remind you.

From a wise man to your red hand

You lay covered in our best sins.

Three hits to the heart son

And it's poetry in motion.

Well I dream you constant stranger

With your best bloods and your anger

You say "mother do you claim me?"

"My beloved do you blame me?"

Well the first two might release you

But the last one sings in me son

Three hits to the heart son

And it's poetry in motion

Three hits to the heart son

And the last one sings in me