paroles de chanson Silver Trees - The Wytches

It's a three mile ditch
With voices in my mind
I can hear you all the time

This new path I'm on
Where sorrow will die
If I keep to the side

Though I can't stop to rest
This death fast freeze
Under the sharp silver trees

And I'm pushing my luck
Hoping night doesn't come
Though our house is history

Our love carries on
I never miss a day
Wouldn't know if one had gone

I'm not broken
Just keeping my head down
Nothing is lost anymore
And I'm not broken
Just lifting my head now
Nothing is lost anymore

I kept all your junk
Though it's not junk to me
Just a fast memory

On this three mile ditch
With broadcast in my mind
I can hear you all the time

Our love carries on
I never miss a day
Wouldn't know if one had gone