Patrick Wolf - Thickets
LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
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(Just a little further up the hill boy,
You'll be home soon enough.)
All along the river,
peddling as fast as I could
Watch as the wasteland flowers
All cars and rubbish flourish,
with black berries and red berries
Sweet black berries
Tainted red berries
Berries
Berries
When looking for my tower
of all the rails and the roads
I need a resurrection
as my desires and power, grown thicket
tall around me
Tall around me
Tall around me
Around
Around
Around now
Well, have I been travelling so long
that I forgot how to stop?
Why are my brakes all broken?
Wheels spinning out of control
In mirror
pale and deathly have become
Oh, what have I become?
Mother
what have I have become?
Become