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Woven In Hiatus
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Greyhound
The wind has a way, Of taking what's special to me. And all things must go as they come, So I cannot just give them up.
Now that the light in your eyes lives in frames, And the home that you built, Will eventually fade. I guess that there's nothing to say, I guess that there's nothing to say.
Inclement weather ain't friendly to me, 'Cause I'm a collection of you lost at sea. I shiver at the the thought of the winter again, But there's always a grey sky, Right around the bend.
更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 The wind has a way, Of taking what's special to me. But all that once made you a man, Is living through us once again.
Now that the well that the dirt has run dry, The sound of your gun at your funeral cries. I guess that there's nothing to say, I guess that there's nothing to say.
Inclement weather ain't friendly to me, 'Cause I'm a collection of you lost at sea. I shiver at the the thought of the winter again, But there's always a grey sky, Right around the bend.
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