Текст песни Brutal Romance - Brooke Fraser
All
shapes
and
colours
Rolled
and
stained
in
aging
hands
Sculpted
explosions
Histories
unfold
Our
Jackson
Pollocked
earth
turns
A
silent
witness
Lonely
as
silent
Poets
bequeath
best
attempts
Romanticising
The
brutality
Of
the
ages
and
of
us
Avarice
and
lust
Love
and
death,
and
death
and
love
Brutal
Romance
The
silver
thread,
the
sharpened
knife
A
spinning
slow-dance
I
can't
remember
before
Warmth
in
the
veins,
lead
in
the
core
Brutal
Romance
You're
dripping
with
gold
Mine
is
more
interior
Yours
is
sinking
you
Men
at
attention
Devouring
a
drowning
fleet
Epaulettes
of
charm
Love
and
death,
and
death
and
love
Brutal
Romance
A
silver
thread,
a
sharpened
knife
In
a
spinning
slow-dance
I
can't
remember
before
Breath
in
the
lungs,
blood
on
the
door
Brutal
Romance
And
I
want
to
sing
Over
them
and
into
them
What
cannot
be
unsung
And
I
want
to
sing
Over
you
and
into
you
What
cannot
be
unsung
And
I
want
to
sing
Over
them
and
into
them
What
cannot
be
unsung
And
I
want
to
sing
Over
you
and
into
you
What
cannot
be
unsung
Love
and
death,
and
death
and
love
Brutal
Romance
A
silver
thread,
a
sharpened
knife
A
spinning
slow-dance
I
can't
remember
before
Washington
of
wounds,
won
inner
wars
Brutal
Romance
Brutal
Romance
Brutal
Romance
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