| Sonata Arctica – The Harvest Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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i have some corrections: the final sentence of the first part is: in the deepest void of all. and then: haven't seen you in weeks, no clouds in the sky to rain me a drop loving touch i need, and i'm killing time by the lake diving of the cliff many times, scarring myself colliding on the lakebed so dry. other part: it's not ; (I guess just now we're allowed) but, plant a flower of love, care for it, water it, lounge in the shades of a stale champagne, take a look at the flower so fatal yet beautiful, showed the bee where to fly and then let it die and in the chorus it's not: real back growing but real bad wine. and not the summer, false virginity but the sum of falls virginities |
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