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The Mother Hips - The Isle Not of Man şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: The Mother Hips

albüm: Behind Beyond


Something like a dream came.
It was black and winged,
In the morning of my trial,
And it gave me sad advice.
Something like a headlight
Sweeping through a rainy night,
The braided rapids of my blood
Made me start to think we should
Get it while you can.
Man is not the man.
Wrapped up in your fantasies,
Back into the ocean.

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