Chanson Du Bon Chose Paroles

and i wondered where you buried our dark little jewel

and the heat rising, in the room

i am digging graves. i am digging graves

and the water boiling, on the stove

i am digging graves. i am digging graves



so i held you close to me

i saw the shadows start to gather outside beneath the sycamore tree

and something was changing

this was something here entirely new


and your body breathing on mine

i am digging graves. i am digging graves

and your hands running through my hair

i am digging graves. i am digging graves