Sanoja: Four Star Mary. Darker Days.

Stones thrown
Windows broken
Tombstones have growna family tree
Around my feet
Paint a picture
Coloured red and blistered at hte seams
And you'll see me

Darker days
That's what I love
That's what I love
Darker days
That's what I love
That's what I love
That's what I love

Blown to pieces
Winter blooms and freezes down in me
What does it mean?
When I love the thunder as I'm going under
The sea again
It starts to fold and swallow

Darker days
That's what I love
That's what I love

Darker days
That's what I love
That's what I love
That's what I love

That's what i love...

Darker days
That's what I love (That's what I love)
That's what I love
Darker days
That's what I love
That's what I love
Darker days
That's what I love
That's what I love
Darker days
That's what I love
That's what I love
That's what I love
That's what I love
That's what I love