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• Artiste: Priestbird
• Titre: Season of the Sun
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You're the branch I choose while I'm climbing You're the mountains echoing my call You're the coat I wear in my winter You're the leaves that grow in the fall To the neverland is where I'm going All the heavy greys are always blue The leaves, they imitate the gold and glowing Our sun is out of me and out of you Ain't no shadow that stands in my searching The sun strikes me down when I draw You're the shiny spark that lies bleeding In the rays of dawn that have come to you It's your brilliant skin that fills my visions You're the silver stream where I come to Ain't no shadow that stands in my searching The sun strikes me down when I draw