Robe Caves In Winter

Eisley

Save my life you young gentleman
Save my life you young gentleman

So let's pretend we don't dream of
Robe caves and wind
Horses glide through smooth crates and sin
Their hands through the air
And until it's the end
Fully blood
It will take on the sun
Sing out our hearts to
Make where peace comes from


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