DESCRIZIONE
There's a brand new ghost
on a golden stream
entwined in my hair
hidden like a strength
I can feel it now
Deep in my bones
may it always be there
I thought they would have bloomed
The fields beyond this town
and their lovely football rumbles
Higher than the top
Or caught into the ground
The solitary man is blessed
Kids are screaming very loud
It's just another point of view
Sat through days of thin bad bones
The salesmen come back home.
While I drop a part of me
And let the fever rise again
I set myself to bring the worst
From my old pale memories
And kids are screaming very loud
it's just another point of view
I set myself to bring the worst
and healing my bones.
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L'articolo Alcàntara - Bad Bones di Alcàntara è apparso su Rockit.it il 2019-06-18 11:31:21
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