Best Witches - Wrinkles | Текст песни

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• Best Witches
• Wrinkles

these faces in the crowd;
wrinkles on a soft and dry, white cloud.
floating by talking loud
even when there's no one else around

until the rain comes down
drowning their voices out
ending the silence drought
the winds will huff and shout "hear me, hear me"
it and will all amount to another face in the clouds.