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• Artiste: Erra
• Titre: Dreamcatcher
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Nurtured by the spirits of the wilderness; the only mother we have left. She is the web in the willow hoop. Like feathers, we just hang in the air. Open arms to a mother’s gift. Electric sensations pulsating through our ribs. Breathing life into our dreams while nightmares wear. Wear down the dancing lines of her woven web. Hanging beneath the nightmare we fall apart hoping you’ll call our names; sweet voice we’ll follow. In trying to preserve you (we fall apart [2x]). Restore youth. Ghost of the willow trees. The oak, the pines, the bowing mountain peaks bring forth the solace of your breeze. Open arms to a mother’s gift. Electric sensations pulsating through our ribs. Breathing life into our dreams. (The weight of man is crushing me [2x]). Bring forth the solace of your breeze. From looming pines through ocean seas. Oh Mother, I am breaking down. Oh Mother, I call to you. Ghost of the willows. The weight of man is crushing me. I am falling apart, broken into someone less than who I’m meant to be. (I am lost [2x]). Bring forth the solace of your breeze. From looming pines through the ocean seas. Breathe life into these stagnant feet. Restore the man I’m meant to be. Hanging beneath the nightmare we fall apart hoping you’ll call our names. Sweet voice we’ll follow. In trying to preserve you (we fall apart [2x]). Restore youth. Hanging beneath the nightmare we fall apart hoping you’ll call our names. Sweet voice we’ll follow. In trying to preserve you we (fall apart [2x]). Restore youth.