Letra de On Tooting Broadway Station
On Tooting Broadway station I knelt down and wept My hands hit the concrete floor Until my fingers bledI will cut him out of my heart I will leave these tears in pools Tripped over these pourings Tripped over his feelings I've cut him out of my heartBurn, burn his clothes Burn everything he owned And the empty chamber left I'll carry around as this hollowness That drags in my voiceBurn, burn it all Burn, burn it all Benedictory fire Blessing of these burnsBurn, burn it all Burn, burn it all Benedictory fire Blessing of these burnsOn Tooting Broadway station I lay down and slept The concrete for a pillow Fingers in bandagesI cut him out, I lie here dry I unstitched the bindweed of loveBurn, burn his clothes Burn everything he owned And the empty chamber left I'll carry around as this hollowness That drags in my voiceBurn, burn it all Burn, burn it all Benedictory fire Blessing of these burnsBurn, burn it all Burn, burn it all Benedictory fire Blessing of these burnsMy John of Arc My John of Arc My John of Arc My John of ArcBurn, burn it all Burn, burn it all Benedictory fire Blessing of these burnsGive me his charred heart Give me his fillings And God, give me God to forgive meBurn, burn it all Burn, burn it all Benedictory fire Blessing of these burnsMy John of Arc My John of Arc My John of Arc Fire, fire, fire, fireMy John of Arc My John of Arc My John of Arc Fire, fire, fire, fireFire, fire, fire, fire Fire, fire, fire, fire Fire, fire, fire, fireMy John of Arc