Текст песни Torch - The Psychedelic Furs
A
thousand
rainy
days
And
i
spoke
on
tongues
that
talk
of
saints
Burned
down
days
like
cigarettes
For
your
hollow
praise
Down
the
days
that
you
forget
Count
the
pictures
that
you
keep
Keep
it,
hide
it
all
away
Let
it
never
show
All
of
this
and
i
regret
Not
a
day
that
i
was
sent
Celebrated
and
arose
For
your
vanity
in
vain
Framed
the
faces
i
applaud
All
the
same
sad
eyes
Write
the
world
between
the
lines
I
heard
it
all,
i
heard
it
spoke
Like
a
name
i
call
my
life
Let
it
never
show
All
of
this
i
now
regret
Not
a
day
that
i
was
sent
Not
a
name
that
i
might
place
Not
at
my
parade
In
the
four
walls
of
my
room
Standing
where
i
wait
Others
praised
and
i
can′t
come
Tore
the
pictures
off
my
walls
There's
a
secret
that
i
keep
Let
it
never
show
All
of
this
i
now
regret
Not
a
day
that
i
was
sent
All
of
this
i
now
regret
Not
a
name
that
i
might
place
Not
at
my
parade
Framed
the
faces
i
applaud
All
the
same
sad
eyes
Write
the
world
between
the
lines
I
heard
it
all,
i
heard
it
spoke
In
the
four
walls
of
my
room
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1 Shine
2 Entertain Me
3 Book of Days
4 Should God Forget
5 Torch
6 Parade
7 Mother-Son
8 House
9 Wedding
10 I Don’t Mine
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