Jason Webley - February Relaxing Her Fingers After A Short Winter's Grip | Текст песни

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• February Relaxing Her Fingers After A Short Winter's Grip

Wake up
With only echoes in my arms
Wake up
With echoes in my arms

Echoes in my arms make me empty
Make me empty
Make me empty
Make me empty

And a touch can make
This old flesh new again, amen
Yes, a touch can make
This old flesh new again, amen

Stand up
Old words are sticking to my lips
Stand up
Sticking to my lips

Sticking to my lips like ashes
Like ashes
Like ashes
Like ashes

And a touch can make
This old flesh new again, amen
Yes, a touch can make
This old flesh new again, amen

Amen, amen, amen

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