The Sun is Often Out by Patrick Wolf
So life has blessed you with a gift, boy,
That you’ve gone and thrown away
And with it your whole future
and left behind your family
They’re throwing flowers in the river
Prayers are being said, you are missed.
They’re throwing flowers in the river
Where your body cold was found, you are missed.
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Patrick Wolf - The Sun is Often Out
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Gorgeous, gorgeous song.
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