letra de the hours - good king friday
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together we make sense
of this crazy world
taking in the flowers
staring at the sun
sometimes
how i feel depends on weather
and my eyes
get blurred so i can’t see
we walk out trying to make some sense of the world
the hours only make me dream
we walk out
life is hanging in the breeze
seems we only need to breathe
sometimes how i feel depends on whether
it’s my еyes or memory which sees
[instrumental]
weathеr makes me feel like
i can depend on clearly seeing
what we can hide
we walk out
how i feel depends on weather
skies shine bright
back to me
sometimes how i feel depends on whether
it’s my eyes or memory which sees
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