Six years passed
Six boxes to carry them in
Six crooked miles walked
Six broken stiles crossed
Six widows weeping
Six widows weeping
Six sinking moons
Six wounds
Six notches
Six muddy crutches broken in two
So rolled the years of mah springtime, so slow
So rolled the years of mah springtime, so slow
Six years passed
Six boxes to carry them in
Six crooked miles walked
Six broken stiles crossed
Six widows weeping
Six widows weeping
Six sinking moons
Six wounds
Six notches
Six muddy crutches broken in two
So rolled the years of mah springtime, so slow
So rolled the years of mah springtime, so slow
So rolled the years of mah springtime
So rolled the years of mah springtime
© tekst en muziek: Nick Cave - Flowers
