Baixar Mais Tocadas: Mat Mchugh

Light a candle, leave it out (oh no!) / Leave it out for the hungry ghosts / Every time we wander out, it shows / All the fear we hide in these bones
So tell me now / What it is that you think I’ve done / It’s too cold around here / Without your loving I’m numb
Fools, they think they, for sure, know something / Oh, of moons and stars / Of broken hearts and dreams / But, me, I swear that I know nothing
Well I heard they built an island in the pacific / Size of texas, made of plastic / Well I heard they built a bomb that could mow us all down that won’t make a sound / Well I heard they built a monument to broken things