Gravenhurst: "Black Holes in the Sand"
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In the small hours I realize what I have done. In the small hours I realize what I have done. I held the hand That threw the stone That killed the bird That woke the city. I held the hand That threw the stone That killed the bird That woke the city. And I could not feel The flower in my hand. And I could not feel The cracks beneath my feet And black holes in the sand, And black holes in the sand… In the small hours I realize what I have done. In the small hours I realize what I have done. I held the hand That threw the stone That killed the bird That woke the city. I held the hand That threw the stone That killed the bird That woke the city. And I could not feel The flower in my hand. And I could not feel The cracks beneath my feet And black holes in the sand, And black holes in the sand, And black holes in the sand, And black holes in the sand…
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