Saturday, April 11

The flowers grow deep







Lover come closer
Breaks me down to see you in the pains of fear

The depths of your stone true eyes
Are reflecting every burden of this life we bear
My words can't slight the truth to you
Tomorrow every trial of life is going to fall


There's frost on the ground ice in the trees
The air is so heavy I can't hardly breathe
Oh the old black lung's got me and soon I'll be free
Hang my latern in the window give my love to Marie

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