Текст песни Iron & Wine - Hickory
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Текст песни Iron & Wine - Hickory
He kissed her once as she leaned on the windowsillShe'll never love him but knows that her father willHer fallen fruit is all rotten in the middleBut her breast never dries when he's hungryThe money came and she died in her rocking chairThe window wide and the rain in her braided hairA letter locked in the pattern of her knuckle( )Like a hymn to the house she was makingBlind and whistling just around the cornerAnd there's a wind that is whispering somethingStrong as hell but not hickory rootedShe kissed him once cause he gave her a cigaretteAnd turned around but he waits like a turned down bedAnd summer left like her walking with anotherAnd a sound of a church bell ringingThe money came and he died like a butterflyA buried star in the haze of the city lightsA gun went off and a mother dropped her babyOn the blue feathered wing - we were luckyBlind and whistling just around the cornerAnd there's a wind that is whispering somethingStrong as hell but not hickory rooted