Gruff Rhys
Lonesome Words
Lonesome are the wordsthe words I think to myself since you said goodbyeLonesome are the dreamsthe dreams that you lay shattered on that distant nightLonesome are the tearslonesome go the yearslonesome are the waves goodbyeVultures in the skyready to pounce down on my corpse one dayCultured are the booksthe books that you left rotting by our poisoned bedRuined are the cropsthe Oxon hang aloftlonesome is the swirling windLonesome are the tearslonesome go the yearslonesome are the waves goodbye
From Letras Mania