Album Name : The String Quartet Tribute to Audioslave
Release Date : 2003-11-25
Song Duration : 5:10
Audioslave Black Hole Sun
In my eyes
Indisposed
In disguise as no one knows
Hides the face
Lies the snake
And the sun in my disgrace
Boiling heat
Summer stench
Neath the black the sky looks dead
Call my name through the cream
And I'll hear you scream again
Black hole sun
Won't you come
And wash away the rain
Black hole sun
Wont you come
Wont you come
Black hole sun
Black hole sun
Wont you come
Stuttering,
Cold and damp
Steal the warm wind tired friend
Times are gone for honest men
And sometimes, far too long for snakes
In my shoes
A walking sleep
And my youth I pray to keep
Heaven send Hell away
No one sings like you anymore
Black hole sun
Won't you come
And wash away the rain
Black hole sun
Wont you come
Wont you come
Black hole sun
Black hole sun
Wont you come
Hang my head
Drown my fear
Till you all just disappear
Black hole sun
Won't you come
And wash away the rain
Black hole sun
Wont you come
Wont you come
Black hole sun
Black hole sun