Текст песни The Cure — Splintered In Her Head
Shape is still asleep with toys
As tall as men the pictures in hallway turning inside
Whispers unseen jumping against the sky
Slipping away, he looks for the last time
Shape is still asleep with toys
As tall as men the pictures in hallway turning inside
Whispers unseen jumping against the sky
Slipping away, he looks for the last time