Thorn Farmer
๐ต 495 characters
โฑ๏ธ 0:55 duration
๐ ID: 11524535
๐ Lyrics
First ring I ever drew still hurts the last thing I ever drew
Telling myself just one more year until the last shovel of dirt
Spending forever doting on each circle of graphite
Each fresh ring a hoop that marks my not passing on
Safe places are vaccuums, filling with sadness, without spark
Plucked out of a patch of sun, I tried to refill you
Wrapped in burlap
My first born dead
How many children do I have to bury before I am allowed to end
Why doesn't the ghost speak, instead stare accusing
Telling myself just one more year until the last shovel of dirt
Spending forever doting on each circle of graphite
Each fresh ring a hoop that marks my not passing on
Safe places are vaccuums, filling with sadness, without spark
Plucked out of a patch of sun, I tried to refill you
Wrapped in burlap
My first born dead
How many children do I have to bury before I am allowed to end
Why doesn't the ghost speak, instead stare accusing
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.71] First ring I ever drew still hurts the last thing I ever drew
[00:03.47] Telling myself just one more year until the last shovel of dirt
[00:08.22] Spending forever doting on each circle of graphite
[00:10.92] Each fresh ring a hoop that marks my not passing on
[00:15.14] Safe places are vaccuums, filling with sadness, without spark
[00:18.76] Plucked out of a patch of sun, I tried to refill you
[00:22.37] Wrapped in burlap
[00:26.09] My first born dead
[00:37.48] How many children do I have to bury before I am allowed to end
[00:41.02] Why doesn't the ghost speak, instead stare accusing
[00:45.52]
[00:03.47] Telling myself just one more year until the last shovel of dirt
[00:08.22] Spending forever doting on each circle of graphite
[00:10.92] Each fresh ring a hoop that marks my not passing on
[00:15.14] Safe places are vaccuums, filling with sadness, without spark
[00:18.76] Plucked out of a patch of sun, I tried to refill you
[00:22.37] Wrapped in burlap
[00:26.09] My first born dead
[00:37.48] How many children do I have to bury before I am allowed to end
[00:41.02] Why doesn't the ghost speak, instead stare accusing
[00:45.52]