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archive latremenoi ti na leme twra 😉
kali sou mera el
archive-nothing else
My angel clipped wings I know
Wonders in darkness on grimey ground
In a forest unclean unsound
Everything everythings gone wild
Make land for the cows to graze
Leaflets scatter around to advertise sell out
A swamp in it hands stretched out
To catch a passing dime
Donations to the rich widened
Pavements for the poor
Somewhere else to lie
But my friend the carriage door
Stands slightly ajar
And I know clipped wings make uneasy flight
But weve got to reach
Chorus :
A place where the feast never ends
A moment when the music celebrates
And a time when darkness belongs
To night skies and nothing else
Nothing else -no-
Tomorrow my spirit seen
Fears today my mind
Soul aches so deep
Always craves my body to reach
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1965-05-15 at 7:77
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1965-05-15 at 7:77
archive latremenoi ti na leme twra 😉
kali sou mera el
archive-nothing else
My angel clipped wings I know
Wonders in darkness on grimey ground
In a forest unclean unsound
Everything everythings gone wild
Make land for the cows to graze
Leaflets scatter around to advertise sell out
A swamp in it hands stretched out
To catch a passing dime
Donations to the rich widened
Pavements for the poor
Somewhere else to lie
But my friend the carriage door
Stands slightly ajar
And I know clipped wings make uneasy flight
But weve got to reach
Chorus :
A place where the feast never ends
A moment when the music celebrates
And a time when darkness belongs
To night skies and nothing else
Nothing else -no-
Tomorrow my spirit seen
Fears today my mind
Soul aches so deep
Always craves my body to reach
( repeat chorus )