Pangloss
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Lyrics
In this, the best of all possible worlds I'm born to die The bay ebbs and flows Only for us to drown Shall we cultivate Our garden now? Why must we hold fast Whilst it eats our hearts away? And if we never find The things we want At least we'll meet with something New Let us caress The serpent that devours Time is of the essence And there's still much to do
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 06:35
- Key
- 1
- Tempo
- 176 BPM