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Stampa   |   Correggere

Oh, where are you now?
'Cause the willow that smiled on this leaf
When I was alone
You promised the stone from your heart
My head kissed the ground
I was half the way down
Trenning my sand please
Please lift your hand
I'm only a person
Who's arm bounds beetles
Hands lay tall
Won't you miss me
Wouldn't you miss me at all oh, oh, oh
The poppybirds wang
Swing twig-coffee ground around
Brandish her wand with a feathery tongue
My head kissed the ground
I was half the way down
Trenning my sand please, please,
Please lift your hand
I'm only a person
Who's asking my chains
I've tatooed my brain all the way
Won't you miss me
Wouldn't you miss me at all oh, oh, oh






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