SÁwol - Murk Of November | Текст песни

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FOR EVERY TEAR
SHED A FRAME ON MY WALL
REMINDERS OF DESPAIR
KEEP COUNT
OF THE HITS AS I FALL
SINGING A SONG
WITH THE DARKEST ECHO

ARE YOU THE SOUND
IN THE TREES BEHIND

NOW GRABBED BY MY ARM

I'M BEING DRAGGED OUT
THROUGH THE MURK OF NOVEMBER
LED TO A MAN DESPERATE AND LONELY
A FIGURE TOO FAMILIAR APPEARS

ARE YOU THE SOUND
OF THE LEAVES BEHIND?

ARE YOU THE SOUND
IN THE TREES BEHIND ME?
PLEASE HAVE YOUR PLACE
WALKING BEFORE ME

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