Текст песни cowboy junkies - Seven Years
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Havent seen the sun for seven daysNovembers got her nails dug in deepHavent seen my son for seven yearsAnd the chances are well never again meetIf truth be told I dont even know his nameIf truth be told he doesnt even know my nameI spend my spare time with my rosary beadsAlthough I never learnt to prayBut you dont need the lightAnd its best to pretendThat youve seen the errors of your waysThe darkness in hereIs as heavy as a judgementThis darkness, heavy as a judgementMy dreams are now filled with gilead treesAnd other sights that Ive never seenThey used to be filledWith the fears of tomorrowAnd the horror that it might bringHis eyes felt to meAs cold as a stone masons chiselHis eyes fell on me, coldLike a stone masons chiselStrange how a mind can always recallWhat the senses eagerly leave behindI can remember his face, rage,Disgust and distasteBut to my fear I have grown blindMemories are just dead men making troubleThis memory is just a dead man making trouble