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von The Sundays

Folk Song Songtext

Summer sky and a throat bone dry
And all the fields are all gold

Dusty lane with a song in my brain
And it stoned me to my soul

I climb higher move towards the fire
Blaze sun


Silver trees and a whispering breeze
Are my sight and my sound

The thought of heaven couldn′t drag me from the path
When i'm wandering here alone

I climb higher move towards the fire
So blaze sun

Watch until it dies slow falling from the sky
Plae fading sun

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