Gravenhurst —
Black Holes in the Sand

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© Compilador: Antón Gavzov // el jefe del proyecto (https://Muzland.es)
± PPS (tempo): ♩ = 97 pulsaciones por minuto

Lyrics and Music by Nick Talbot

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…