Slow down the sunrise and keep the tone, Put the cold in my bones, watch as the fear is flown, And your mind is beautiful child, stay still until they find it out.
Smell of wood is in the air. Nineteen century atmosphere My hair is up, my feet are bare. The nineteen century atmosphere.
Smell of wood is in the air. Nineteen century atmosphere My hair is up, my feet are bare. The nineteen century atmosphere
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Smell of wood is in x3
The nineteen century.
Smell of wood is in x3
The nineteen century.
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