Sara Jane Morris - Blind Old Friends | Текст песни

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• Sara Jane Morris
• Blind Old Friends

Memories all forbidden now,
Consigned to the waste bin of time.
No more talking of a sweet, sweet past
Just the present , the future, broken glass,
Razor sharp blades served up every day
By a god who smiles in the sweetest way.
He’s defaced all the photos that brought meaning to my room,
Gouging out the eyes of my friends.

Blind old friends, forgotten now,
They don’t call me anyhow,
Blind old friends forgotten anyhow,
They don’t call me now.

Well he’s whitewashed the walls with his own slender hands,
Austere days ahead, well you understand.
Some conflicts, I know, they are never resolved,
You just have to walk away,
But when he opens his arms, I know I’m gonna stay.

Blind old friends, forgotten now,
They don’t call me anyhow,
Blind old friends forgotten anyhow,
They don’t call me now.

They don’t call me anymore they don’t call me now.
Surrounded by history, he’s using his charms to convince me,
To convince me, that he’s the only one.

Blind old friends, forgotten now,
They don’t call me anyhow,
Blind old friends forgotten anyhow,
They don’t call me now.

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