Breeze Walls
Yeah, yeah
Sunlight fading through the screen
We don't need no big machine
Just the strings and what we mean
Keeping it simple, keeping it clean
Footsteps on the wooden floor
Leave the worries at the door
We don't need to chase for more
That's the truth, yeah,
that's for sure (hummmmm)
Watch the clock just tick away
We got nothing left to say
Let the music softly play
In this golden afternoon decay
Sunlight fading through the screen
We don't need no big machine
Just the strings and what we mean
Keeping it simple, keeping it clean
Just the acoustic guitar
Yeah,
keeping it clean (ahhhh)