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Black Flies Songtext
von Ben Howard

Black Flies Songtext

Black flies on the windowsill
That we are, that we are, that we are to know
Winter stole summer's thrill
And the river's cracked and cold
See, the sky is no man's land
A darkened plume to stay

Hope here needs a humble hand
Not a fox found in your place
No man is an island
Of this I know

But can't you see, or
Or maybe you were the ocean
When I was just a stone

Black flies on the windowsill
That we are, that we are, that we are to hold
Comfort came against my will
Every story must grow old
Still, I'll be a traveller
A gypsy's reins to face


But the road is wearier
With that fool found in your place
No man is an island
Of this I know

But can't you see, or
Or maybe you were the ocean
When I was just a stone

No man is an island
Of this I know
But can't you see, or

Or maybe you were the ocean
When I was just a stone

So here we are

Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh


I don't wanna beg your pardon
And I don't wanna ask you why
But if I was to go my own way
Would I have to pass you by?
I don't wanna beg your pardon
And I don't wanna ask you why
But if I was to go my own way
Would I have to pass you by?
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh

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