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Show to me a Holy Book But I can tell you now That this music’s soft and subtle cry Echoes from inside, deep down There’s not too much in this life That I can give to make things right And when you’re gone I won’t go on Us both, just rolling with the wind
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Apr 24, 2018
Apr 24, 2018 at 1:55 PM UTC
Rolling with the Wind
Show to me a Holy Book But I can tell you now That this music’s soft and subtle cry Echoes from inside, deep down There’s not too much in this life That I can give to make things right And when you’re gone I won’t go on Us both, just rolling with the wind
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Apr 24, 2018
Apr 24, 2018 at 1:55 PM UTC
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