Letra da Música The Dirt Is Your Lover Now de Thea Gilmore

Gabardine roses and tortured vines
The sun has been hiding all this time
I thought that I’d see you again somehow
But the dirt is your lover now

And outside the allnight In an orchestra of rain
You fell in love with a hurricane
You were torn like a road map and lost in the crowd
And the dirt is your lover now

Fingernails thorn trees my fickle heart too
So many things in this sad little world grow back
Except for you

The streets of my home town
Still look the same
But behind shaking fingers they’re whispering your name
And its funny the tears that time will allow
But the dirt is your lover now

Fingernails thorn trees my fickle heart too
So many things in this sad little world grow back
Except for you

There are fists on the front page and blood in the sky
There’s no shoulder strong enough when the clouds start to cry
Did you propose to the bedrock on your way underground?
Cos the dirt is your lover now