7th Street Wonderland
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Lyrics
the sky was full with a gray winter light and each freezing degree made its target that night and the pulse of the snow was the pulse of twighlight the pulse of the snow was the pulse of diamonds and you wear it in your hair like a constellation and we both swear by the size of that moon that the sky will sink tonight (x4)
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 03:24
- Key
- 10
- Tempo
- 84 BPM