注释:
Salt
and
cloves
in your
bag
stretching
in-
to
the
darkness
Behind your
eyes
there was found
A
ho-
ly
ground
You can
move out
to the
country
side
when your sprits broken there's no-
where
to
hide
you just
roll
on yours
head
Hold a
rag
to your grief
Will the
hil-
low
that
trembles
for a
life
that was breif
set fires
in
the
grumbles
you can
move out
to
the
country
side
when your spirits broken there's no-
to
hide
on yours
