"Six Of Spades" lyrics

"Six Of Spades"

When the fog comes rolling through the avenues
Something leaves my mind
Gifted in November underneath the elms
In all the dying lines

The mirage and the echo of the life we live
Gently leaving me
Break the fever, square the lines
Strange geometry


Writer(s): Alasdair David Maclean, James Mark Hornsey, Mark Nicholas Keen
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