Sparklehorse
Knives Of Summertime
A flock of knives cut the skyAnd buried in my black eyesAnd the clouds they bled in my headAnd autumn rain soaked the dry beds[Chorus]And the hurricane of her eyesWailed away the knivesThe knives of summertime, summertimeThe knives of summertime, summertimeThe knives of summertimeand I did swallow stained glass tearsAbsorbed by the sun for many light yearsAnd the fire flies in her hairMy red concertinas coming down the stairs[Chorus]
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