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A flock of knives cut the sky
And buried in my black eyes
And the clouds they bled in my head
And autumn rain soaked the dry beds

Sparklehorse - Knives Of Summertime Lyrics


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  • Sumertime ♫☼
  • Damnit, Mark.
  • miss you mark.
  • He left something beautiful for us
  • Summertime, we will have to wait till next summer, huh Mark? Beautiful. RIP
  • Gentle and wonderous with all the right words. Inspires dream scapes of better days and simple pleasures.
  • Am I the only one who thinks that the beginning of this song resembles Doves? Anyway, amazing stuff The hurricane in her eyes... -_-
  • wonderful - awesome - whatever...
  • This guy is so special. Love this. And I love the name Sparklehorse.
  • never heard this band, but i dig this song

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