Peter Wolf Crier
never meant to love you
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Everywhere is born to take the land
And you wait, drop, drink the sand
I'm drumming now for you
To love you
When we wake up and see the sight
I will long forsake half my flight
I'll ring it out for you.
To love you
Everyday is born to lay deceased
From the wind blown or deadened leaves
I'll string 'em up for you
To love you
When I break I'll hold my hind
To keep my wounds and heal my flight
I'll sing it now for you
To love you