LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeHolland, 1945
The only girl I've ever lovedWas born with roses in her eyesBut then they buried her aliveOne evening nineteen-forty-fiveWith just her sister at her sideAnd only weeks before the gunsAll came and rained on everyoneNow she's a little boy in SpainPlaying pianos filled with flamesOn empty rings around the sunAll sing to say my dream has come[Refrão]But now we must pick up every pieceOf the life we used to loveJust to keep ourselvesAt least enough to carry on[Próxima Parte]And now we ride the circus wheelWith your dark brother wrapped in whiteSays it was good to be aliveBut now he rides a comet's flameAnd won't be coming back againThe Earth looks better from a starThat's right above from where you areHe didn't mean to make you cryWith sparks that ring and bullets flyOn empty rings around your heartThe world just screams and falls apart[Refrão] (repetir)[Próxima Parte]And here's where your mother sleepsAnd here is the room where your brothers were bornIndentations in the sheetsWhere their bodies once moved but don't move anymoreAnd it's so sad to see the world agreeThat they'd rather see their faces filled with fliesAll when I'd want to keep white roses in their eyes[Final]
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