LYRIC
PrintBROKEN HEARTS- 8th Day- Composed By Bentzy & Shmuli Marcus- Brooklyn
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He woke up on his last morning
Under a sky so blue
The battlefield stretches a mile
Cries echo through
From the shackles and the chains
He whispers his final song
He’s talking to heaven when he cries
How long?! How long?!
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Though the Leningrad search lights
May be far behind her
She’s living with a secret
Buried deep inside her
She pictures her children
And she tries to stay strong
She’s talking to heaven when she cries
How long? How long?!
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How long?! How long?! Ad Mosai, till when?!
When all the hearts are broken
How can You shatter a dream
When all the world is trembling
How can You shake anything
When all the songs have ended
Only Your song will sing better
You’re the only who can put a broken heart back together
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It happens every morning
Sometime around six
The sun it starts shining
Playing all those tricks
With a paintbrush in your hand
And the canvas on the wall
We’re talking to heaven when we cry
How long?! How long?!
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