كلمات Blueberry Mineshaft

you told me martyrs suffer the infinite and clear the rest of us for one have something to hold near he hoped for a miracle to take it all away to feel like i do if only for a day picture a heart like an apple cart marching faithfully never has to halt and when it does it will be because he ran out of love and when it does it will be because he ran out of love see the snowcaps trapped beneath the chins of great buildings protecting them from nothing and holding nothing in i wish the weather would come inside and keep me company fog grey thicker storm clouds these memories picture a heart like an apple cart marching faithfully never has to halt and when it does it will be because he ran out of love and when it does it will be because he ran out of love