Текст: Mary Gauthier. The Foundling. Blood Is Blood.

Clouds are spreading like bruises on the evening sky
I walk the streets alone again tonight
It starts to rain still I search each passing face
Blood is blood and blood don't wash away
Blood is blood and blood don't wash away

I got a heart that ripped
I got a sound that's torn
I got a hole in me like I was never born

Blood is thicker than water blood is bound by God
I don't know who I am I don't know who I'm not
I don't know my name I can't find my place
Blood is blood and blood don't wash away
Blood is blood and blood don't wash away


BLOOD IS
I walk
BLOOD
The street
AND BLOOD
Alone
DON'T
Again
WASH
Tonight
AWAY