Текст и слова песни Pretty Things – Death
22
As your loved ones they place
1e
Heavy stones on your face
19
Your sonnets of life
1e
They are filling the case
1b
High windows inside me
1c
Look down on your face.
5
1b
Changing white fingers
18
For men in the sand
1a
Burning bright spears
1f
That you hold in your hand
21
Grey children you've spawned
1f
They just won't understand
5
21
As the slow pulse of sobbing
17
Dries-from the sky
1c
My grief in red circles
17
Surrounding an eye
1e
Grey child stands looking
16
And passes on by.
4
As your loved ones they place
1e
Heavy stones on your face
19
Your sonnets of life
1e
They are filling the case
1b
High windows inside me
1c
Look down on your face.
5
1b
Changing white fingers
18
For men in the sand
1a
Burning bright spears
1f
That you hold in your hand
21
Grey children you've spawned
1f
They just won't understand
5
21
As the slow pulse of sobbing
17
Dries-from the sky
1c
My grief in red circles
17
Surrounding an eye
1e
Grey child stands looking
16
And passes on by.
4
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