It's late and light bulbs dim A million eyes await arise And I can't lift myself into that hole My presence hovers above The gutter waits below This ghost
Vertimas: Šventoji Sūnūs. Daugiau Naktspatversme Blues.
It's late and light bulbs dim A million eyes await arise And I can't lift myself into that hole My presence hovers above The gutter waits below This
