Turnip Farm - Passover | Текст песни

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• Turnip Farm
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All in waves
In the very place that seemed to change
Everything
Live has made of all the constant ways
Burning sun
I hardly even care

Now it’s wrong to do
I’m passing over you
Nothing better to do than
Passing over you

In my face
I see everyone that left this place
Trying hard
To think of every soul without a name

Without a name
With no restrain
Bound to wait

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