A.P. Witomski
Holger Danske
Come back to the startDreaming of boats in the wildAnd so mine slidesThe same shadow every lightHunting the last born childTraveling from far awayCome back to the start Dreaming of boats in the wildAnd so mine slidesForgive those (?) slidesFearing the wild outsideTinker aroundFreed from the (?) spadesWishing the warmth that's lastTraveling from far away
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