I can hear a train a-comin' I hear the ground beneath my feet This is not speculation, this is my bones growing weak. The sound of angels screaming The
: I can hear a train a-comin' I hear the ground beneath my feet This is not speculation, this is my bones growing weak. The sound of angels screaming
: This is my first wedding and I hope it is my last Things would be fantastic if me and the bride didn't have a past So I stand by the buffet and submerse