Текст, перевод и аккорды “Rings”
- Music by glen phillips and toad. lyrics by glen philips. Are you the plane That shapes the board Part of a history Smoothed and worn And oh, the windy weather Dry spells, brushfire Isnt it strange To see my life You must cut me down To look inside And oh, the simple pleasures This ring tells of rain And this one summer Good years, nightmares How is it I remember Knowing that I would live forever Isnt it strange How truth can change And oh, the windy weather This ring tells of rain This one, summers Dry spells, brushfire
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