- 歌詞
- アルバムリスト
Mineral
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Sound Like Sunday
Time doesn't always heal:it just breathes and swallows memories like the seasons change - sending showers; beating flowers into the mud. and nothing is forever in this place. nothing but the way my heart fits in your hands; the held breath of hope; and the sweet lingering taste of grace. ('how blessed we are for crying now, for we will laugh somedayand how.')
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