Текст песни Patrick Wolf - Divine intervention

You'll be filled with the good things again You'll be fulfilled, you'll be filled full When I lived in Olympia I would drink myself to sleep Sleepwalk in coma deep When I lived in Olympia I closed my heart and prayed for scythe To come deliver before first light How wrong was I My father called, wouldn't let him in My sister rang to no answering Thinking of sin, of this love in me Lost to a shame that had hollowed me I let no one in I was thinking of sin, thinking of sin, Thinking of sin, of this love in me I travelled north by northwest And found no love, found no love South by southwest And found no love, found no love And south back to north And still no love, so back to source Where you came to me,

Said you are my love, Welcome back to love And you threw me down on my filthy bed "Good stock you are," you said Loved me deeper than anyone's ever been You saw in me what would be unseen My darling, My conqueror My conqueror, The conqueror You said "we'll find feet for you, boy On the good earth, the good earth" You'll find feet on the good earth again You'll be fulfilled, you'll be filled full You'll find feet on the good earth again You'll be fulfilled, you'll be filled full You'll find feet on the good earth again You'll be fulfilled, you'll be filled full My darling My conqueror You'll find feet on the good earth again You'll be fulfilled, you'll be filled full Kiss you goodnight
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