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Powderfinger - Black Tears lyrics

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Fragile little thing go lightly on the wing

Don't be put off your game

If troubled wind should blow you off your way

Natural love and trust

Have downed their tools and struck

The nation's heart it rusts is no suprise

and seems so appropriate today



Black tears on a red rock

Fall right through and they dry up

How could it fail to grab your attention

Black tears on a red rock



These trees bear a strange fruit

Harvesting lies and poisoned blossoms of the truth

There's blood on all our hands and blood on our boots

And black tears on a red rock



An island watch house bed

A black man's lying dead

An island watch house bed

A black man's lying dead


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Language: English

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