Текст песни Tears On Fresh Fruit - Sparklehorse
Just
when
you′ve
found
your
way
to
the
boiler
room
They
come
and
dig
you
out
With
picks
and
shovels
and
Acetylene
torches
I
couldn't
do
nothing
but
watch
as
her
tears
fell
on
fresh
fruit
Behind
the
boney
walls
of
my
skull
There
was
playing
a
lullaby
La
la
la
la
la
la
la
la
la
la
la,
la
la
la
la
la
We′re
just
trying
to
be
free
Of
our
bodies
Our
stomachs
full
of
liquor
All
our
lungs
Full
of
water
I
couldn't
do
nothing
but
watch
as
her
tears
fell
on
fresh
fruit
Behind
the
boney
walls
of
my
skull
There
was
playing
a
lullaby
La
la
la
la
la
la
la
la
la
la
la
la
la
la
la
la
la
la
la
la,
la

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2 Weird Sisters
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6 Tears On Fresh Fruit
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