Lyrics

Do believe I am going away Out of this I'm going to face the fray On a mission of where you stand Reminiscent, low and against the land Yes I know Send the preacher, gotta to believe But the shepherd said never was meant to be Don't believe I need to stay Underneath I am breaking it back today On a mission of where you stand Reminiscent of going against the land Send the preacher you gotta to believe But the shepherd said never was meant to be But we'll find gold All days come and go All dreams failing days feeling against the soul. On and failing to pretend Making the backwoods a pleasurable place to fend All days come and gone All dreams waiting to take too long Leave a message here to stay Making a mess while humming away the day Feira da fruta
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