The Blower’s Daughter

The Blower’s Daughter

"Falling slowly, eyes that know meAnd I can't go backAnd moods that take me and erase meAnd I'm painted blackWell, you have suffered enoughAnd warred with yourselfIt's time that you won Take this sinking boat and point it homeWe've still got timeRaise your hopeful voice, you have a choice  You've made it now" Falling Slowly - Glen [...]