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The sky burns into night on a broken gold horizon Cela va sans dire mais, I will say it anyway Take my hand, I would follow anywhere Up the rocks and down the stairs Leaves falling down like confetti at a parade Tiny little Bourbon Street in the home we made The sky burns into night on a broken gold horizon Cela va sans dire mais, I will say it anyway Ever since tomorrow became today I was singing about you before I saw your face I'll paint a map on the tops of my shoes So I will never lose my way to you The sky burns into night on a broken gold horizon Cela va sans dire mais, I will say it anyway Even if it ended and this was all I would never regret the fall The sky burns into night on a broken gold horizon Cela va sans dire mais, I will say it anyway I love you
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Jul 17, 2022
Jul 17, 2022 at 5:09 AM UTC
Goes Without Saying (2/19/2022)
The sky burns into night on a broken gold horizon Cela va sans dire mais, I will say it anyway Take my hand, I would follow anywhere Up the rocks and down the stairs Leaves falling down like confetti at a parade Tiny little Bourbon Street in the home we made The sky burns into night on a broken gold horizon Cela va sans dire mais, I will say it anyway Ever since tomorrow became today I was singing about you before I saw your face I'll paint a map on the tops of my shoes So I will never lose my way to you The sky burns into night on a broken gold horizon Cela va sans dire mais, I will say it anyway Even if it ended and this was all I would never regret the fall The sky burns into night on a broken gold horizon Cela va sans dire mais, I will say it anyway I love you
#love#nola#french
caroline-stradley
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caroline-stradley
26/F/American
Jul 17, 2022
Jul 17, 2022 at 5:09 AM UTC
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