As the belltower blocks the summer light All the seeds in our garden fight To break and blossom, all to be adored And look your skirt is torn And there's blood on our sheets Here comes the long arm of the law Fist tight, banging on the door And knock
Augustine
Patrick Wolf Augustine歌词
史逸欣 Augustine歌词
oh my god, what have I done chasing some mirage in my Mojave sun don't say every chance is lost, please don't say anything at all in sand and thorns I'm walking forth bare and blinking as the day that I was born bells in spires of China white ring fo