Knives Of Summertime - Sparklehorse (天马合唱团)

A flock of knives cut the sky

And buried in my black eyes

And the clouds they bled in my head

And autumn rain soaked the dry beds

And the hurricane of her eyes

Wailed away the knives

The knives of summertime summertime

The knives of summertime summertime

The knives of summertime

And I did swallow stained glass tears

Absorbed by the sun for many light years

And the fire flies in her hair

My red concertinas coming down the stairs

And the hurricane of her eyes

Wailed away the knives

The knives of summertime summertime

The knives of summertime summertime

The knives of summertime