The Walkabouts
The Walkabouts
The Walkabouts
The Walkabouts
The Walkabouts
The Walkabouts
The Walkabouts
The Walkabouts
The Walkabouts
The Walkabouts
The Walkabouts
The Walkabouts
The Walkabouts
The Walkabouts
Give me peace
To let me know where I stand
As I walk, that road to untread land
Give me strength
To grasp my very last breath
As I'm weak and torn
At death's threshold step
Give me peace
As I stumble down that road
As I stand
Before that bitter cold
When I climb, them stairs to Quentin Hill
Give me peace my Lord
A heartbeat still
Give me peace
To let me know where I stand
As I walk, that road to untread land
Give me strength
To grasp my very last breath
As I'm weak and torn
At death's threshold step