Decemberists (The)
Mistral
So we already wrecked the rental carAnd I've already lost my wayBut feet entombed in this cursed barToday, anywaySo lay me down on the cobblestoneAnd then furrow this aching [?]The streets are built on ancient goldAnd the crib, and the willWoah, the mistralBlown it all awayWoah, the mistralBlown awayWoah, the mistralBlown it all awayWanna blow, wanna blow, wanna blowSo it's me and you and the baby boyAnd the fort's shed awayBreaking out a little joyBlown away, [?]Woah, the mistralBlown it all awayWoah, the mistralBlown awayLetras de cancionesWoah, the mistralBlown it all awayWanna blow, wanna blow, wanna blowWoah, the mistralBlown it all awayWoah, the mistralBlown it all awayWoah, the mistralBlown awayWoah, the mistralBlown it all awayWanna blow, wanna blow, wanna blowWoah, the mistralBlown away
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