Bathed in Black Songtext

von Kim Churchill

One day, when i was feeling down.
I just couldn't seem to pick my feet up off the ground.
The Sun it was shining and the sky it was clear.
Those beautiful colours seem to contrast my fears.

Walking down a french Polynesian path.
I put my head in the clouds,
And left my heart on the ground to drag.
Don't pity whats been bathed in black.

You can be six feet down in the underground.
Up in he sky with a birds bright sound.
But look into your mind and hope to find a home.

I'd play for six strings a day.
She was the only one i'd let stay.
Curtains drawn on a french pacific sun.
With what you got, make sure you get what you want.

You can be six feet down in the underground.
Up in he sky with a birds bright sound.
But look into your mind and hope to find a home.
Hope to find a home.

You can be six feet down in the underground.
Up in he sky with a birds bright sound.
But look into your mind and hope to find a home.