Harry's eyes--waterfall--
Smoulder burn with pain
(something kinda nice)
Harry's love--his heart--
Patters down like rain
(something kinda warm)
If you had a stethoscope
You could hear her name
(something kinda close)
CHORUS:
In the dark of the evening
In the dark of the evening
OSCar's grind and wounds that never heal
Harry's hands--his strength--
Tumbles in the sheets
(something kinda warm)
Harry's arse--his life--
Crumbles in the sun
(something kinda soft)
If you were an astronaut
You could touch her toes
(something kinda fine)
Writer(s): Tom Ellard
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