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Tytuł: Glass palace

  • Wykonawca: Walkabouts
  • Wy¶wietleń: 318
A crooked road on a country mile
   The widow walks from a letter found
   (And) ties her hands in knots and chokes her disbelief
   (That) what's done is done and it's dine for good
  
   Afterwards
   Aftershocks in afterhours
   The truth it blurs
   O glass palace
   O glass palace
  
   Cleaned his guns for those who dug his grave
   The bullets flew, his luck it finally came
   That crooked road was long and he would never see it
   Crawled in a ditch and then he almost prayed
  
   Afterwards
   Aftershocks in afterhours
   The truth it blurs
   O glass palace
   O glass palace
   Heard it all
   I heard it shatter
  
   Afterward s
   Aftershocks in afterhours
   The truth it blurs
   O glass palace
   O glass palace
   Heard it all
   I heard it shatter