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Graham Coxon

A Place For Grief

 

A Place For Grief

(albüm: Crow Sit On Blood Tree - 2001)


Walls bleed pictures bend their fractured frames features on canvas torn
Burning mirror breaking down to sand free from jails of form
The black water future I see, so hard to drain
The small child in everyone is forced to bleed to live life again
The light ever closer we believe is only a place for grief

Every life's so small, we call it precious
And every soul is so loved above

Days glide through a skin of open pores stretched on bended frames
Years long on sanded banks around your shores counting every grain
Words form poisoned worlds I never see, so hard to hear
Ring the bell of truth in every dream, no life, no fear
Every night brings disasters to our rooms a life time inside you

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