Black Francis When The Paint Grows Darker Still

Rock, Âu Mỹ
Đóng góp: I am just a weary singer

Moving through this world of ills

Hark the choir of predecessors

When the paint grows darker still



Once i found a golden trumpet

In the mash of an old landfill

Now i play for the spirits

When the paint grows darker still



Winter waited in my garden

When the sun did refuse to shine

Honeybees all in a slumber

Skies filled up the sea

Falling down on me




Winter waited in my garden

When the sun did refuse to shine

Honeybees are in a slumber

Skies filled up the sea

Falling down on me



See his eyes turn to stained glass

Head to toe in a black roadkill

Here i am for your judgment

When the paint grows darker still

When the paint grows darker still

When the paint grows darker still
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