Текст песни Black Hole Sun (feat. Willie Ray Moore) - Scott Bradlee , Postmodern Jukebox

In my eyes, indisposed
In disguises no one knows
Hides the face, lies the snake
And the sun in my disgrace
Boiling heat, summer stench
Neath the black, the sky looks dead
Call my name, through the cream
And I'll hear you scream again

Black hole sun
Won't you come
And wash away the rain?
Black hole sun
Won't you come
Won't you come
Won't you come

Stuttering, cold and damp
Steal the warm wind, tired friend
Times are gone, for honest men
And sometimes, far too long for snakes
In my shoes, walking sleep
In my youth, I pray to keep
Heaven send Hell away
And no one sing like you anymore

Black hole sun
Won't you come
And wash away the rain?
Black hole sun
Won't you come
Won't you come
Won't you come

Hang my head, drown my fear
Till you all just disappear

Black hole sun
Won't you come
And wash away the rain?
Black hole sun
Won't you come
Won't you come
Black hole sun
Won't you come
And wash away the rain?
Black hole sun
Won't you come
Won't you come, black hole sun, black hole sun
Won't you come, black hole sun, black hole sun
Won't you come, black hole sun, black hole sun
Won't you come, black hole sun, black hole sun