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• Artiste: Matt Alber
• Titre: Monarch
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Warm invitation To breathe in my first breath Shoulders sure are heavy With these wings about to stretch I'm waking up Clinging to the there afters Sensing summer winds are coming in When just above me A hundred of my brothers Are ready for this journey to begin And we're off, heading how now And in my body there is buried some strange memory Of how to fly, of what to follow And it will lead me to the origin of me Pre-history How long was I asleep? All these colors opening like bright kaleidoscopes Of waking dreams you won't believe the view I'm taking a dive into the crystal river I'm gonna find a friend who gives The sweetest kiss creation ever knew Oh and when she blushes all the secrets in her eyes Become the songs of old and wiser ones Who flew this path before me And if you hear it too, then why not sing it? Pick up where they left off, wing it The rest of them will marvel at the sky And we're off, heading how now And in my body there is buried some strange memory Of how to fly, of what to follow And it will lead me to the origin of me Pre-history And in my body there is buried some strange memory Of how to fly, of what to follow And it will lead me to the origin of me Pre-history