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Powderfinger - Black Tears songtekst
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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