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Sky's up above my head Surrounding uncontrollable hands Something's about to change: you better look at me A blanket made by the cold of a winter mountain Going down slowly through the silence far from here All noises are deaf listening through out the white silence That's what I'm waiting for it's always welcome A blanket made by the cold of a winter mountain Going down slowly through the silence far from here A woody boat reminds me of my long journey When I bought the world with no money I close my eyes and breath the coolness Taken away from so much purity Ain't gonna be alone no more In the greyness of an old men dress Coming out from the ancient door house With big palms telling tales of a past life Sky's up above my head Surrounding uncontrollable hands Something's about to change You better look at me A blanket made by the cold of a winter mountain Letras de canciones A woody boat reminds me of my long journey When I bought the world with no money I close my eyes and breath the coolness Taken away from so much purity From Letras Mania