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Fond memories of somewhere else




Water were your limbs, and the fire was your hair
and then the moonlight caught your eye
and you rose through the air
Well, if you’ve seen true light, then this is my prayer:
will you call me when you get there?

Written by Paul Betts

October 1st, 2007 at 10:40 pm

Posted in Music