Marigold
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Lyrics
This rain has eaten the day rushing around folks Fopping up grey domes above The withering crowds rhyme the lonesome and grim Clouds are all melting down, fall apart Asked you, come see me again, take the earliest train Marigolds in your hands, I want you to be here my friend The mist creeped from the east stepped Down and walked in settled on low trees The grove all in the haze nothing but Your face's seen through this fog's veils Asked you, come see me again, take the earliest train Marigolds in your hands, I want you to be here my friend
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Song Details
- Duration
- 08:47
- Key
- 9
- Tempo
- 120 BPM