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• Artiste: Gregory Alan Isakov
• Titre: February
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February comes along again now we are rust coloured stones. And I traded all my thoughts in for an hour of sleep in the snow. And I dreamed up this old western sky that follows me all the days. And I dreamed up this dust ???? My dancing feet alone. February we march with frozen hands and bones to the door and stomp our fate in cafes, and houses and churches. Today I saw two blue flowers and thought of you. And oh, it made me move, my dancing shoes. My dancing shoes, my dance feet along.. When will we ever fall? I don't know. No, I don't know. And when will they ever fall? I don't know.