Spoken words like moonlight You're the voice that I like Needlework and seedlings In the way you're walking To me from the timbers Faded from the winter
words like moonlight You're the voice that i like Needlework and seedlings In the way you're walking To me from the timbers Faded from the winter
Translation: Iron And Wine. Faded From The Winter.
me Spoken words like moonlight You're the voice that I like Needlework and seedlings In the way you're walking To me from the timbers Faded from the winter
Spoken words like moonlight You're the voice that i like Needlework and seedlings In the way you're walking To me from the timbers Faded from the winter
culture Askin me, my atrophy stabbin me gradually Says his attribute, was satanic, masonic, ironic I felt reminded of my fast life ventures and winters
sunlight fading as air cools from blistering day Stars appear in the dusken sky, invoking urgent senses The breeze wafts fragrance of passion and winter
don't need no gats I got a six stashed leave 'em around So I don't get left around haters around when I leave In the winter rock short sleeves reason
faraway lands Obeying the spell of the priest With hearts made of iron and bullets of steel Delievering goods to be seen Winds of winter still blow
never do One look from you and I would fall from grace And that would wipe this smile right from my face Do you remember when we used to dance And incidence arose from
Waning autumn, winter blue Tonight we dance in praise of you Oh reaper, scream a silent serenade Of tunes above earths grave Enigma bites our world in
in his waist But when you live by the gun you die by the same fate End up, dead before thirty-eight and umm That's the life of us raised by winter, it
] Its Young Sparks from the back block player, where the grams get slung When the back drop, where niggas bells get run I've seen it all from the twin
