A childless widow of a nation You cry like guns across the water Yet we expect you to bring springtime, it isn't fair Searchlights wither in your hair
You are a silent movie, Sarah
Men build their industries around you Diverting rivers of your hair They're looking for their own reflection You're left to die of exposure, Sarah
Sarah with the beaten heart Sarah with the mouth of stone Sarah with the - You are a silent movie, Sarah
Let her go, the light is fading I cry like guns across the water She didn't ask to be your remake or your muse We're parasites inside her blues
Sarah with the beaten heart Sarah with the mouth of stone I call but there is no one home
Sarah with the beaten heart Sarah with the mouth of stone I call but there is only echo
From a recording machine Screaming "Haunt your own vampire dreams!" You see our poets (poets) Do an odious business Loving womankind (womankind) As lions love Christians, so Who are you to deny? Who are you to deny them, Sarah? (Sarah) (Sarah) (Sarah) (Sarah) (Sarah)
(Echo, echo) Round and round and round and round and roundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
