Tears on Fresh Fruit

Текст песни (исполняет Sparklehorse)

Just when you've found your way to the boiler room
They come to dig you out
With picks and shovels and
Acetylene torches

I couldn't do nothing
But watch as her tears fell on fresh fruit
Behind the bony walls of my skull
There was playing a lullaby

We're just trying to be free
Of our bodies
Our stomachs full of liquor
And our lungs full of water

I couldn't do nothing
But watch as her tears fell on fresh fruit
Behind the bony walls of my skull
There was playing a lullaby

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