Sam phillips

Wheel of broken voice

Sam phillips
Silence and rage
The scars of a daughter
He gave me the knife
I held it in deep water

Together we make the perfect question
There's never enough to go around
It's a cup with a hole and the love pours on the ground

Wheel of the broken voice

Talking to you hearing another
Past covers truth and watches it smother

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