Instrumenty
Ensembles
Opera
Kompozytorzy
Wykonawcy

Teksty: Charlotte Martin. Darkest Hour.

Waiting, I'm waiting to hold
Nothing 'cause everyone knows
Nothing's much, easier to touch

Wanted, I wanted a love
That buries me under his shrug
And no one sees or cares if I'm on my

Closet floor
Shush there's something
Outside my door
Making a little heat, you're getting warm

It said, "Even in the darkest hour you shine"
It said, "Even in the darkest hour you shine"

Loaded on layers and coats
Try to stand up, oh, there I go
Down again, God, it has been so long

Now I am marching in place
Pretending to say this
All to your face but you know
My guts they may never come

I shake, shake from holding back
Someone's trying to get me
Back on track from my spiral

I know even in the darkest hour you shine
I know even in the darkest hour we shine
I will save you when no one will ever try

I got answers super glued under my knees
You know you gotta get me, get me out
My out, my room, outta my room

And off my closet floor
Shush there's something
Outside my door, making a little heat
You're getting warmer now

I know even in the darkest hour we shine
I know even in the darkest hour we shine
I know even in the darkest hour you shine
I know even in the darkest hour you shine