Wovenhand

Dirty Blue

This fear is only the beginning
oh for the love in hand
yes i smile and i agree it’s a good night
to shiver
a good time , , night oh make it right all i said above a whisper
there is a sorrow to be desired
to be sorrow to die
there is a sorrow to be desired
to be sorrow to die

What they say is true
it is a dirty blue
this color drew
you could have won and your own little corners of sorrow
do you agree to believe in his call has no bo…
There is a sorrow to be desired
to be sorrow desire
There is a sorrow to be desire
to be sorrow to die die

How do we move by the book of numbers
and i,
i’m held together but strains
i hear not the voices of others
the bells are loving … not the face of brothers and i, i came apart
i see not the faces are covered and i’m on your wambering
your wambering

What they say is true
it is a dirty Blue
this coulour …
there is a sorrow to be desired
to be sorrow desire
there is a sorrow to be desired
to be sorrow to desire

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