Valley Of The Sun - Gunslinger | Текст песни

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• Valley Of The Sun
• Gunslinger

Reaching for the high to last for all my days.
Gleaming golden skies to light me on my way.
To the garden I'll go
and there become the King.
Oh, and the burdens of old,
moments in a forgotten dream.

Clean and true the death and life of everything.
Bleeding through the dirt to rise and live again.
To the garden I'll go
and there become the King.
Oh, and the burdens of old,
moments in a forgotten dream.

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