Willard Grant Conspiracy - Kite Flying - Sözleri

Beneath the blue Organ Mountains

Beneath the sky and the stars

Far from the road and trail, I hear you sigh

I hear you sigh, I hear you sigh



In the skin, in the skin where memory begins

In the skin, in the skin, it stretches thin in the wind



Freed from the flesh and bone

Stretched on a cross of wood

Tied to a string and then flown away

In the wind, in the wind, in the wind



In the skin, in the skin where memory begins

In the skin, in the skin, it stretches thin in the wind

In the skin, in the skin where memory begins

In the skin, in the skin, it stretches thin in the wind



In the skin, in the skin where memory begins

In the skin, in the skin, it stretches thin in the wind

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