كلمات Bullet Holes

Wither and bloom Like we all do, soon enough Cover me up with your love Scratches from the branches We took our chances, sure enough I am brambles But I am tangled in your love Bullet holes, bullet holes All patched up and headed home Silver and gold Precious stones, so I’m told Aw, we’re clutching But there ain’t nothing we can hold Bullet holes, bullet holes All patched up and headed home Drifting, passing through Until we all fall, we all do In the meantime, come and cover me up I’m all patched up and headed home