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Set off tomorrow well I wish you wellWith your handful of wild flowers on the road to hellFollow me I say hold my handFollow me to this righteous land Set off tomorrow on the road to hellWith a picture in your pocket of the wishing well Follow me, you say hold my hand Follow me to righteous landWhere all your fears are in your eyes All your foes are on your side Well I set off this morning with you thank you sweetFor the slither of alcohol to ground my fearFollow me now I understandFollow me wont you hold my hand Cause threes no point writing fables of how we should beWhen the clouds gave condensation and you hand to me Follow me now I understand Follow my sweet part is out When all your fears are in your eyes All your foes are on your side Letras de cancionesWe slipped into the sun on a summer’s day Left the cake house to feel I’m dreaming awayYou know this morning taste so sweet Cause the ground beneath my feet and the air I breathe Well maybe that’s something we’ll never believe When all your fears are in your eyes All your foes are on your side From Letras Mania