May 2015
I will gather the sunlight.
And with it I will weave a basket.
A tiny and beautiful one.
A gift for you to hide your Dreams inside,
away from Time and Decline.
And with it I will weave a basket.
A tiny and beautiful one.
A gift for you to hide your Dreams inside,
away from Time and Decline.
(UK)
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