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    Ben Howard

    Black Flies

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    Додана 21 березня 2013 користувачем Миша

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    Black flies on the windowsill
    That we are
    That we are
    That we are to know
    Winter stole summer's thrill
    And the river's cracked and cold
    See the sky is no man's land
    A darkened plume to stay
    Hope here needs a humble hand
    Not a fox found in your place
    And no man is an island, oh this I know
    But can't you see, oh?
    Maybe you were the ocean, when I was just a stone
    Black flies on the windowsill
    That we are
    That we are
    That we are to hold
    Comfort came against my will
    And every story must grow old
    Still I'll be a traveler
    A gypsy's reins to face
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