[Sage Francis] Maze broken, she's runnin', feet swollen, he's commin', she's stolen And before he even knows it - she's gone Tea cups sittin' on the
of resentment or scorn He's pullin' on the rains, the bridle, the shower the storm The maze, the high tower, clouds are at war? The rains, the bridle
[Sage Francis] Maze broken, she's runnin', feet swollen, he's commin', she's stolen And before he even knows it - she's gone Tea cups sittin' on the hollow
Traduzione: Sage Francis. Briglia.