Open Tales

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Under the swampy glow
 With glossy green, prairie tide
 It's where our goodwill painted its own
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 Our clothes held us tight
 Closer, closer, you were close to me
 When our hearts painted their own
 Over northern hills, our cryptic tales breed the script
 Darling, don't forget our clasp in the stairwell
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 Untouched, a city froze
 We felt the wind in our bones
 That's when we left our dreams, we left them alone
 Under gleaming Aprils, our open tales, tell our love story
 Darling, don't forget the words that gave us breath
 

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Duration
03:35
Key
6
Tempo
95 BPM

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