Brock Winthrop - Fall Town | Текст песни

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• Brock Winthrop
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sighing pines
whispered scripture loud enough to ease your mind
and it almost worked
distant fires sent up clouds of smoke
and burned your father’s portrait and treasured rites

eunice every riverbend tells me how you longed to die
and still flows with the memory of your mother’s lullabies surrounding you
what could you do

christian life
earns the right to have a house not made with hands
in the crimson snow
scarlet plumes
dancing through the dawn but god will be here soon
and the water’s warm

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