Kishore Kumar Hits

Runaway Brother - Harvest şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Runaway Brother

albüm: Mother


I grew fruit for you
I was inspired by the things you do
But so bruised and battered too
I'm sorry I must have picked them too soon
You're ensnared in a chasm so deep
Never fleeing from their mistreats
You have only a wooden ladder
And you're burning it for heat and comfort
I grew fruit for you
They're finally ripe
I know you want them too
Sewn to reap
The blue moon looms
I've only forty-three weeks till next June
But there's a hole in my vision
It's like a cigarette burn in a film strip
A hole in my vision
It's like a cigarette burn
I was bored at a park of amusements
I was losing my sense of improvement
So I will rise above my pessimism
It's ruining my life

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