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Bends between mossy boulders Poor reception in the clouds on the mountains, they recede and close behind me, keep my thoughts trapped on the road No views, not stopping for a *** driving quietly Standing still is dangerous, perhaps I'm going to cross a pass to the sun Still a thought out of the fog of my feelings I miss the sun Bits of Nostalgia on the radio with a lot of noise Would it help to cry once that is safe?
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Jul 12, 2025
Jul 12, 2025 at 3:17 AM UTC
Erehwon
Bends between mossy boulders Poor reception in the clouds on the mountains, they recede and close behind me, keep my thoughts trapped on the road No views, not stopping for a *** driving quietly Standing still is dangerous, perhaps I'm going to cross a pass to the sun Still a thought out of the fog of my feelings I miss the sun Bits of Nostalgia on the radio with a lot of noise Would it help to cry once that is safe?
North Harris (Scotland) Radio Nostalgia: in the Netherlands, repertoire from the fifties, sixties and seventies; in France, only French chansons Collection "Pending rain"
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Jul 12, 2025
Jul 12, 2025 at 3:17 AM UTC
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