Blackhole - Rachel Sermanni



     
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Blackhole Lyrics


Windy, windy
Looking for a better home
Gotta be, gotta be
Running out of light bulbs
Crowded, crowded
Open to a waste can
Yellow car, yellow car
Better be inside thereWake up, wake up
Nothing's gonna harm you
Glass wall, glass wall
Standing on the furniture
Little boy, little boy
Laying on a sleeping bag
Watching, watching
Through the cracks of his eyelidsStranger, stranger
Feeling like a broken stone
Lost him, lost him
Standing on the orange chairs

Alphabet, alphabet
Can't afford a telephone
Black hole, black hole
Nothing's gonna harm you

Enjoy the lyrics !!!

Rachel Sermanni, 7 November 1991. Is a songwriter from a small village in the Scottish Highlands called Carrbridge. It’s very nice up there. Sometimes she plays solo and at others she is surrounded by a group of wonderful musicians consisting of Laura Wilkie, Siobhan Anderson and sometimes Louise Bichan (the fiddle pixies), Leo and Declan Forde and pianist Jennifer Austin. She played the Communion night at Notting Hill Arts Centre in London, having had her track My Friend Fire, recorded and produced by Ben of Mumford and Sons. This was featured on the first Communion compilation album. .

Read more about Rachel Sermanni on Last.fm.


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