Saint Ed II - Snail Bob

Saint Ed II Lyrics

In the old days
when bolts in the windows were silent.
Mountains reached from hilltops choking
the sky.
The fog
smelled sweet
and rose like a breeze.
The breeze sobbed with joy as it was released from the water in the park.
Eyes hazel and brown, fresh rain coming down.
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Lyrics submitted by Snail.