Текст песни Gospels (Hezekiah Jones) с переводом

I have been to Boston, I’ve been to hell and back

I’ve survived my fathers heart attack

I guess the mountains never grow until there’s no room

I guess tonight there’s just another moon

All my fingers crooked from the day before

Still have something left enough to close the door

I guess our wounds are never healed, they just get overgrown

I guess we all consume eachothers bones

All these thorns curl out from the form that I keep

The ocean spills its secrets on the shore where I sleep

I guess some memories will never see the sun

I guess our work is never really done

I guess our work is never really done

I guess our work is never really done

I guess our work is never really done

I guess our work is never really done

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