SixToes - Hawthorns | Текст песни

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Up on the Yorkshire moors
A father built a house
Put a line of hawthorns to keep animals out,
Distorted by the wind,
They slept a place about

No one was welcome in,
But sometimes she'd sneak out,
Say she was well and drink for a spell
And dance on a bench but words framed her
And she struggled through her sentence

In the half light,
Which were the ..... like
We sat on evidence on ever (dance?)
And if she could back up,
What if ....
Said she was afraid
Loved him and was his way
No one let it spoil
How fun
She didn't move and make her own best (last?)
But it seems like she never left

Together seven years
They still dressed up for clubs
What they match us those two
...for confession
Said she would have ....
But we laughed when she said they always fought

Who can say what's between people
Sat on the bench beneath the steeple
Is each receive that sentence?

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