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lirik lagu mountain laurels – rogue valley


from the western edge of highway one
to the east of appalachia
i got my ticket baby here i come

following the
crows and colors
toward september

a letter written with a nervous hand
with a stroke of a shaky pen
bottled up and buried in the sand

castles built and
taken under
gone without a trace

watch the clouds along the coastal range
through the desert and the empty sp-ce
in pennsylvania you can almost taste
the mountain laurels

when i lay these flowers on this grave
and do the math to find the final age
i think of all the different ways

darling don’t
be long in waiting
the locks and every
window breaking
the darkness won’t be
long in taking