"In a violent place we can call our country
Is a mixed up man and I guess that's me
The sun's in the sky but the storm never seems to end
It's a place of sorrow but we call it a home
And the darkest thoughts, yeah I guess they're my own...
...In a special place that I call my life...
...It's a beautiful thing when it starts to rain...
...It's cloudy now"
/Blackfield "Cloudy now"/
The sun was caressing my nose
music circled around me
Smile peeked from behind the clouds
Earth was blessed by productive spring
Everything/everyone got it's strenght
I followed the feeling of change
Some things start and some end
"Live as in the very last day You don't want to do any special"
Do I?
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