Eleventh He Reaches London - Son, You're Almost An Orphan lyrics
I held my mother, not for her grief It's not how he lived, father I've known I hide and shiver, under the stairs They carry bones in your skin, father I've known
I held my mother, not for her grief It's not how he lived, father I've known I hide and shiver, under the stairs They carry bones in your skin, father I've known