Текст песни Clark Anne - Cane Hill
Clark Anne - Cane Hill слова песни
HereUpon these ghostly shadowsOf men and womenThere are no smilesSinglyThey mingleWith the greyness of the wallsAnd at strange angelsThey travel onTo nowhereEach a nucleusOf sadness and despairSmallOr no conversationPasses their cigarette-stained lipsThey sitThe lonely onesSitting eternallyIn institutionsThat have become their eyesThat have become their armsTheir legsThey are empty nowJust shells moving back and forthUpon a shoreOf some uncharted beachUp steep green hillsThey lingerLike the darknest thoughtsThat push them selvesInto your mindYou cannot question themFor they will not answer youTheyAre our deepest fears