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Wovenhand
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Whistling Girl
A whistling girl Among his flock of sheep In a flow of words Lay breathing backward rest assured Of Elijah and God's birds
It will fall to us It will fall to us
Inside the home the folk pine grow Where hearts are fire sparks are thrown It is all that glitters This terrible weakness
It falls to us It falls to us From his holy hill
And it falls to us Yes it falls to us By his perfect will
Through the open windows of the soul tonight His yoke is easy and his burden light Kiss the sun lest he be angry 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 And you perish in the way
The rivers of the sky are dry And rolled up like a scroll Down below we tend to the forgetting Forgetting what we know The sun slips from your shoulder As you enter in the wood Without thought of thorns Without thought of thorns
And it falls to us It falls to us From his holy hill
It will falls to us Yes it falls to us By his perfect will
Through the open windows of your soul tonight His yoke is easy and his burden light Kiss the sun lest he be angry And you perish in the way
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