Houses Gardens
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Lyrics
I hear them singing, quite loudly A few streets down About gardens, and lack of sleep, And about this week. About how two years have passed, by in minutes, How the mountains and fields, show no age. About gardens, and lack of sleep, And about this week. I can hear them through the walls. I can tell that your face is turning red. I heard the bell ring, One, two, three times. The sun, the moon, the air. Underneath your lungs, You will always find me there.
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Song Details
- Duration
- 03:46
- Key
- 8
- Tempo
- 100 BPM