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Dorothy of the island Dove down, dove down deep Silenced all the [?] And now she sleeps Her two sons left behind above Living in a cabin with their dad Who loves them Motherless children have a hard time When their mother's dead Motherless children have a hard time When their mother's dead Dorothy of the island Fell into a well inside her head Maybe it was something in her blood That poisoned her instead The truth is she could not Be saved The hermits in the city Mark a grave Motherless children have a hard time When their mother's dead Motherless children have a hard time When their mother's dead Songtexte I've known the cold, the loneliness, the walking snowy lips of blue Surely nothing like the chill that Dorothy of the island knew So let us pull the curtains wide, and watch the pouring of the morning light So let us pull the curtains wide, and watch the pouring of the morning light Motherless children have a hard time When their mother's dead Motherless children have a hard time When their mother's dead Aus Songtexte Mania