Heart Of Darkness
(Dave Faulkner)
Blood flows just like water,
Changing into wine.
Everything looks better in the black sunshine,
In the black sunshine.
Echoes drag my memories
Back where they began
But I just can't be sorry - my tears turn into sand.
All those tears torn into sand.
I don't care now
For what might have been,
The heart of darkness doses in on me.
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