Aides - Ever | Текст песни

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Where ever you are,
bleeding breath in own time.
Where ever you are,
queen of state or a night.
In the dark,
with another lost, soaking soul under trees.
Where ever in the sky,
I will find you up there.

On mountains I will pass behind long hills,
with every moan insane, that cuts like sin,
with every part of innosence, we’ve born with.
On all these warmest grounds we felt the first.

Where ever, you are leading hand in my dark

Where ever you are,
broken wing in own flight.
Where ever in the skies,
I will find you up there.

From mountains I will pass behind long hills,
with every moan insane, that cuts like sin,
with every part of innosence, that cuts like sin.
On all these warmest grounds we felt the first.