Glass Palace - текст песни
Glass Palace
A crooked road on a country mile
The widow walks from a letter found
A crooked road on a country mile
(and) ties her hands in k Nots and chokes her disbelief
The widow walks from a letter found
(that) what’s done is done and it’s dine for good
(and) ties her hands in k Nots and chokes her disbelief
(that) what’s done is done and it’s dine for good
Afterwards
Aftershocks in afterhours
Afterwards
The truth it blurs
Aftershocks in afterhours
O glass palace
The truth it blurs
O glass palace
O glass palace
O glass palace
Cleaned his guns for those who dug his grave
The bullets flewhis luck it finally came
Cleaned his guns for those who dug his grave
That crooked road was long and he would never see it
The bullets flewhis luck it finally came
Crawled in a ditch and then he almost prayed
That crooked road was long and he would never see it
Crawled in a ditch and then he almost prayed
Afterwards
Aftershocks in afterhours
Afterwards
The truth it blurs
Aftershocks in afterhours
O glass palace
The truth it blurs
O glass palace
O glass palace
Heard it all
O glass palace
I heard it shatter
Heard it all
I heard it shatter
Afterwards
Aftershocks in afterhours
Afterwards
The truth it blurs
Aftershocks in afterhours
O glass palace
The truth it blurs
O glass palace
O glass palace
Heard it all
O glass palace
I heard it shatter
Heard it all
I heard it shatter
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