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• Artiste: Alice Phoebe Lou
• Titre: Fynbos
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Every plant given life by His hands Every stone placed to build pathways in the sand There's a magical feeling surrounding that land A mystical feeling surrounding that land And I'd curl up on my mother with the fire ablaze My memories of then are a haze But I can still smell the fynbos after a night's rain And the fairies and the magic that blossomed from our brains And there's a child in the treetops, is she still me? My heart opens as the swing drops I've got bruises on my knees And I look up into the ether The sunset and the breeze Nothing has made me quite as happy As my home, my home among the trees And I'd curl up on my mother with the fire ablaze My memories of then are a haze But I can still smell the fynbos after a night's rain And the fairies and the magic that blossomed from our brains And there's a child in the treetops, is she still me? My heart opens as the swing drops I've got bruises on my knees And I look up into the ether The sunset and the breeze Nothing has made me quite as happy As my home, my home among the trees