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The beginning of the end,
Of the heart lost, was my friend.
The nature of that place,
Sends a sweet smell,
Around my head.
Oh well.
The hardest thing of all,
The heartbreak of our loss.
Hiding all the time.
We were cast out, of everywhere,
But not the last time,
The last time I remember, the last time I remember,
It was ?
How I want you to know,
How far west we will go.
Hand in hand they're in love,

Our loyal days in the snow.
All my toys are dead,
Unraveled at the stairs.
Open but who cares.
Why-h-hy-hy?
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written by PAJON, GEORGE JR/BOARD, PRINTZ/FRANTANTUNO, MIKE
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Kroke is a band based in Kraków, Poland. They play a mix of klezmer and other musics, especially jazz. The band's name means "Kraków" in Yiddish. The band was founded in 1992 by three friends and graduates of the Academy of Music in Kraków. Initially, they were associated with klezmer music with strong Balkan influences, though they developed over time, drawing increasingly on a wide range of traditional musics from around the world. In addition to their own projects, Kroke has recorded albums with artists such as Nigel Kennedy, Edyta Geppert, and Maja Sikorowska.

Read more about Kroke on Last.fm.


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