Letra de Are Those the Dashing Rocks...
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What's that? Gray bodies breaking the fog
Turn, the wind is casting our lot
We're caught upon the dashing rocks
Oh land? Just our tiny barren island
All smoke. The tinder's soaked but we're dry to the bone
And handing me his compass he downright up and left us
Turn, the wind is casting our lot
We're caught upon the dashing rocks
Oh land? Just our tiny barren island
All smoke. The tinder's soaked but we're dry to the bone
And handing me his compass he downright up and left us
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