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Blake Mills
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Before It Fell
Waves of fallen hair Down over my eyes layin' there In the dust of memory What am I coming here to see?
Once I was taken and once I was held In a world of your making before it fell
Nights running wild Shot from the bottle to the skies I had a song, I had a band The sweetest plan, the softest hand
Then I was taken and there I was held In a world of our making before it fell In a world of our making 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网
The ashtrays are full and the bacon is fried A place where I'm welcome every kiss is goodbye
And the space in between Nothing and something is everything What is shown and what is seen Where I've lived and where I've been
Where I was taking and where I was held In a world of your making before it fell In a world of your making before it fell In a world of your making
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