No Body (Sean Lynch) - Roadkill (2013) | Текст песни

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• No Body (Sean Lynch)
• Roadkill (2013)

There's a mirror on the road
made of oil and taillights
smeared like blood
from something dragged
for miles
I don't know
The singing of crickets
may be secrets
of all these people
who'd run you down
to get to where they go
Passing cars strobe
broken light and shadows
could've been crows
playing chicken
over dead animals