paroles de chanson Season of Hollow Soul - k.d. lang
(Kd
lang/Ben
Mink)
Keen
to
the
shifting
of
wind
I
bend
to
it
blind
To
rid
these
kisses
of
sin
That
must
stay
behind
Sour
the
fruit
of
neglect
The
core
of
my
doubt
Deprived
are
my
veins
you
infect
With
or
without
Fate
must
have
a
reason
Why
else
endure
the
season
Of
hollow
soul
The
ground
on
which
we
leave
on
How
strangely
fuels
the
season
Of
hollow
soul
hollow
soul
Seed
of
uprooted
chance
Are
grains
of
goodbye
Waving
boughs
so
slowly
dance
Questioning
why
Fate
must
have
a
reason
Why
else
endure
the
season
Of
hollow
soul
The
ground
on
which
we
leave
on
How
strangely
fuels
the
season
Of
hollow
soul
La
la
la
la
...
Fate
must
have
a
reason
Why
else
endure
the
season
Of
hollow
soul
hollow
soul
Fate
must
have
a
reason
Why
else
endure
the
season
Of
hollow
soul
La
la
la
la
...
Fate
must
have
a
reason
Why
else
endure
the
season
Of
hollow
soul
La
la
la
la
...
Fate
must
have
a
reason
Why
else
endure
the
season
Of
hollow
soul
hollow
soul
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