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Craft Spells
Craft Spells
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Justin Paul Vallesteros
Justin Paul Vallesteros
Composer

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On the slide I feel a certain liberation I took the bus to find out what you meant to me I saw the park I gotta find my destination 12 o'clock and suddenly I feel so free Don't know what it could be But some days I feel it crashing in If I could see you right here beside me I'd hold you once again Every night I listen closely For your wind to catch me In our park way after dark On this bench I feel no itch of desperation Missed my bus and felt no major urge to leave Saw a park and followed my dumb inclination Twelve o'clock and suddenly I feel so free Don't know what it could be But some days I feel it crashing in If I could see you right here beside me I'd watch you once again Every night I listen closely For your wind to catch me In our park way after dark Way after dark Every night I listen closely For your wind to catch me In our park way after dark Way after dark Every night I listen closely For your wind to catch me In our park way after dark Way after dark
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