Dave Faulkner
Blood flows just like water, Changing into wine. Everything looks better in the black sunshine, In the black sunshine. Echoes drag my memories Back where they began And I, I just can't be sorry - coz those tears turn into sand. All those tears turn into sand. I don't care now For what might have been, The heart of darkness doses in on me. Copyright EMI Music Publishing; reprinted with kind permission. Guitar tab version
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