Liars and Flower - Even Though the Darkest Clouds

even though the darkest clouds are in the sky
there's something burning
i've got to wash my hands
don't worry darling
my hands are made of glass

mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother

my dress is burning
i think they took my tongue
don't worry darling
i've got to wash my hands etc
i was born for this fight etc

mother, mother, mother, mother, mother
i want to come home now
the war is ended in me
i set me and my kid free x 3

mother, mother, mother, mother, mother
i want to come home now
even though the darkest clouds are in the sky

Written by:
Chris Whittingham, Katrina Garside

Publisher:
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management

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