Pick old, pin land
you hold the weight of the air, in your hand
pick old, pin air
you feel the tickle of the trees, on your chest
and why did you go, and waste it
the things that you know,
im making you a stone wall, stone fence
your stories so old you just tend to keep them
long winding road, you got a secret but you wont share it
pick old, pin land
you hold the weight of the air in your hands
pick old, pin air
you feel the tickle of the trees on your chest
and why did you go and waste it
the things that you know,
im making you a stone wall, stone fence
the stories so old you just tend to keep them
long winding road, you got a secret but you wont share it
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