Julia Brown - Bloom | Текст песни

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I guess this is heaven, I hope it's just like the song
at a book fair in fall, alone in a church parking lot
it's not art it's something much smaller than that
then I felt its bloom, different shades of blue
the static swelled in me right, I closed my eyes and wanted to cry
it's not art it's something much softer than that
it was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever felt and probably ever seen

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