Gravenhurst - black holes in the sand - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

in the small hours I realise what I have done

in the small hours I realise what I have done

I held the hand that threw the stone that killed the bird that woke the city

I held the hand that threw the stone that killed the bird that woke the city and I could not feel the flower in my hand I could not feel the cracks beneath my feet and black holes in the sand