Anita Lane
Anita Lane - Sugar In A Hurricane lyrics
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The whispers cut like hard rain Like sugar in a hurricane Like tears from a gun All blood and sun Well the holes from your pretty swords I fill them up with hush Hush words And I hum Shut your wings little flower Shut your wings Little flower And fearing no-one He said "Bow unto me" But no-one could hear him So great was the grinding and gnashing of wings Shut your wings little flower Shut your wings
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Language: English
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- Country: Australia
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