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I have stuck in the house for  4 days and 5 nights Painting the ceiling with the dew from the grass I have been stuck in the seams as the sun fades And the western green eventually lite wow……… ageless ones put on the robe at the shrug of the fob and roll, not rob ageless ones put on the crown at the shrine of the throne and roll, not rob The things that we can never understand Eradication of the things we carry on our sack And when the angels speak they peak (and i won't lie to you because they speak of the most  beautiful songs ever) wow……… ageless ones put on the robe at the shrug of the fob and roll, not rob ageless ones put on the crown at the shrine of the throne and roll, not rob All the things we feel deep inside of our bones Hide yourself in the deepest corner of the room Turn the lights out and just flow with the glow wow……… ageless ones put on the robe at the shrug of the fob and roll, not rob ageless ones put on the crown at the shrine of the throne and roll, not rob I have stuck in the house in 4 days and 5 nights Painting the ceiling with the dew from the grass I have been stuck in the seams as the sun fades And the western green eventually lite
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Jan 7, 2017
Jan 7, 2017 at 10:18 AM UTC
Ageless ones (Piano Lyrics)
I have stuck in the house for  4 days and 5 nights Painting the ceiling with the dew from the grass I have been stuck in the seams as the sun fades And the western green eventually lite wow……… ageless ones put on the robe at the shrug of the fob and roll, not rob ageless ones put on the crown at the shrine of the throne and roll, not rob The things that we can never understand Eradication of the things we carry on our sack And when the angels speak they peak (and i won't lie to you because they speak of the most  beautiful songs ever) wow……… ageless ones put on the robe at the shrug of the fob and roll, not rob ageless ones put on the crown at the shrine of the throne and roll, not rob All the things we feel deep inside of our bones Hide yourself in the deepest corner of the room Turn the lights out and just flow with the glow wow……… ageless ones put on the robe at the shrug of the fob and roll, not rob ageless ones put on the crown at the shrine of the throne and roll, not rob I have stuck in the house in 4 days and 5 nights Painting the ceiling with the dew from the grass I have been stuck in the seams as the sun fades And the western green eventually lite
Over indulgence ....... introversion. Time to stop day dreaming and clean the house ;-). Thanks all for reading and listening. For audio access: https://soundcloud.com/user-367453778/ageless-ones
SassyJ
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Jan 7, 2017
Jan 7, 2017 at 10:18 AM UTC
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