Those clouds are dark!
But they're yet to come
Your hand on heart
Your screaming next to some
Ow run ow run ow none
Ow no one
Gal angel, hark!
But they're yet to shun
Their hand on heart
He's dreaming when it comes
Ow run ow run ow none
Ow no one
- Sleeps
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