The Pretty Things
The Pretty Things - Death lyrics
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22 As your loved ones they place 1e Heavy stones on your face 19 Your sonnets of life 1e They are filling the case 1b High windows inside me 1c Look down on your face. 5 1b Changing white fingers 18 For men in the sand 1a Burning bright spears 1f That you hold in your hand 21 Grey children you've spawned 1f They just won't understand 5 21 As the slow pulse of sobbing 17 Dries-from the sky 1c My grief in red circles 17 Surrounding an eye 1e Grey child stands looking 16 And passes on by. 4