La canción más depresiva -y a la vez sensual- de la noche. Probablemente una de mis 10 favoritas en toda la vida: Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay. Were laid spread out before me, as her body once did. All five horizons revolved around her soul, as the Earth to the Sun. Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn. And all I taught her was everything. How quick the sun can drop away. And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass. Of what was everything / All the pictures had All been washed in black, tattooed everything. I take a walk outside, Im surrounded by some kids at play. I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear? And twisted thoughts that spin round my head. Im spinning. Oh, Im spinning. How quick the sun can drop away. And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass Of what was everything. All the pictures had All been washed in black, tattooed everything All the love gone bad, turned my world to black Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all Ill be. I know someday youll have a beautiful life. I know youll be a star in somebody elses sky. But why, why, why cant it be, cant it be mine? https://youtube/watch?v=5ChbxMVgGV4
Posted on: Sun, 12 Oct 2014 06:58:54 +0000
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