Текст и слова песни The Fiery Furnaces – Benton Harbor Blues
As I try to fill all of my empty days,
I stumble round on through my memory's maze;
of all my past, only the sadness stays.
I went moping down by the bridge;
I rode a bike in the snow to the mini-mart;
I thought of the ways that I've broke my own heart.
It's not for me to fill the blue sea with tears,
but when I think back on all the wasted years
all the good cheer and all the charm disappears.
I wore the exact same clothes for five days;
the bailbondsman gave me a smile;
I was thinking of only my sins all the while.
As I try to fill all of my empty days,
I stumble round on through my memory's maze;
of all my past, only the sadness stays
I stumble round on through my memory's maze;
of all my past, only the sadness stays.
I went moping down by the bridge;
I rode a bike in the snow to the mini-mart;
I thought of the ways that I've broke my own heart.
It's not for me to fill the blue sea with tears,
but when I think back on all the wasted years
all the good cheer and all the charm disappears.
I wore the exact same clothes for five days;
the bailbondsman gave me a smile;
I was thinking of only my sins all the while.
As I try to fill all of my empty days,
I stumble round on through my memory's maze;
of all my past, only the sadness stays
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