Black Country, New Road - Snow Globes lyrics

The clamp does what the clamp does best I know you're coming home Henry Just tell me when And the clamp does what the clamp does best Says Henry with a heart full of holes And the holes are made of bends The bends are from the pictures Pictures of people just like me, your friend, lover and the occasional celebrity And Henry hung to all of these, his battlеship of memories A small legion of souvеnirs make Henry whole, but porously Oh, god of weather Henry knows Snow globes don't shake on their own Oh, god of weather Henry knows Snow globes don't shake on their own Oh, god of weather Henry knows Snow globes don't shake on their own Oh, god of weather Henry knows Snow globes don't shake on their own Oh, god of weather Henry knows Snow globes don't shake on their own