Sam Phillips - Wheel of the Broken Voice lyrics

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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