Josefine Cronholm - Seagulls

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From the very first hello
fireworks, violins
on a sunny summerday, on their way
to the city hall, picture on the wall
Behind the curtains a broken star
nailed to the kitchen chair
she paints her secrets on her face
let the storm rage
hoping no one hear
I don´t want crying seagulls
I don´t see the point of sorrow
Too many promises to keep
try to wash away the blood on the sheet
she passes the scatches on the floor
this time she`ll leave
I don´t want crying seagulls
I don´t see the point of sorrow
Happiness, picture on the wall
Happiness, picture on the wall