If only I could write an echo,
asking a shadow to dance...
If only I could share the shade of an old tree,
asking the angels to sing...
and the verse would begin
with a lump in the heart...
asking a shadow to dance...
If only I could share the shade of an old tree,
asking the angels to sing...
and the verse would begin
with a lump in the heart...
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