- 歌詞
- アルバムリスト
Mineral
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Sound Like Sunday
Time doesn't always heal：it just breathes and swallows memories like the
seasons change - sending showers; beating flowers into the mud. and nothing is
forever in this place. nothing but the way my heart fits in your hands; the
held breath of hope; and the sweet lingering taste of grace. ('how blessed we
are for crying now, for we will laugh somedayand how.')
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