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Frank Black – When The Paint Grows Darker Still lyrics
I am just a weary singer
Moving through this world of ills
Hark the choir of predecessors
When the paint grows darker still
Once I found a golden trumpet
In the mash of an old landfill
Now I play for the spirits
When the paint grows darker still
Winter waited in my garden
When the sun did refuse to shine
Honeybees all in a slumber
Skies filled up the sea
Falling down on me
Winter waited in my garden
When the sun did refuse to shine
Honeybees are in a slumber
Skies filled up the sea
Falling down on me
See his eyes turn to stained glass
Head to toe in a black roadkill
Here I am for your judgment
When the paint grows darker still
When the paint grows darker still
When the paint grows darker still
Moving through this world of ills
Hark the choir of predecessors
When the paint grows darker still
Once I found a golden trumpet
In the mash of an old landfill
Now I play for the spirits
When the paint grows darker still
Winter waited in my garden
When the sun did refuse to shine
Honeybees all in a slumber
Skies filled up the sea
Falling down on me
Winter waited in my garden
When the sun did refuse to shine
Honeybees are in a slumber
Skies filled up the sea
Falling down on me
See his eyes turn to stained glass
Head to toe in a black roadkill
Here I am for your judgment
When the paint grows darker still
When the paint grows darker still
When the paint grows darker still
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