DeepSeaGreen - Small Stones | Текст песни

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We pass on this road just for a time.
We move along this stream and out of mind.

Small stones.

I've been away so long, my shoes are worn.
Will I be home, gone home, before the storm?

Gone home.

I heard you call, white shores, I heard you call.
And now it pours no more. It pours no more.

Small stones.

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