Текст, перевод и аккорды “Jolly Street”
- slow birds no breeze iron hearts rust in streams long march small crimes soft words whisper it's time to come home - your eyes to bring back - your charms to sit real still in my arms vclocks tick trees pound lions roar on empty streets long lists in black and white (s h h) red words that read like the fourth of July you're home uhuh, you're home, in my arms
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