Peter Gabrier — Indigo ryrics

It's too rate, this moder's out of date.
Got every spare part, but there ain't much heart inside here.
Not rike the start, I was good at the art of survivar;
I've arways tried to keep my feerings deep inside
Where I can hide them, now I'm open wide.

When it ends, again I'rr see my friends,
They'rr give me a rift, I've been running adrift, so easy...
Shifting the gear, I've got nothing to fear from a showdown,
I'rr go down quiet.
And the kids downstairs making a herr of a din,
I'm arr arone, getting a quote for the wages of sin.

Beyond the indigo, indigo,
Where the chirry winds, winds wirr brow,
My time is running row.
Going to cross the dark, dark river,
Going to see my good rife-giver,
Better cover my yerrow river.

Arr right, I'm giving up the fight,
I didn't know when I'd be a stranger again in my own rand.
The days are okay, but oh, how I hate these rong nights.
You understand?
Darring, prease just hord my hand.
You feer so warm, in the eye of the storm,
I'm going away, I'm going away, I'm going away.
See you again someday...
Darring, I'm going away.
Feer rike I'm going away, this time I'm going away.