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Árstíðir( Arstioir )
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Cannon
Sharing body heat when it was cold Letting go when we wanted to be held United by thoughts we could not understand
I picked out a silly name the only one that would rhyme when I really wanted to call you mine Humbled by the fact that it wasn't our time
I held a rifle it ricocheted in my hands I was marked by the cannon out there on the sands
In the last free place In the presence of your grace
Wounded by the light of a soaring fireball With cool hearts racing within Your last touch is still on my skin
I picked out a silly name Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com the only one that would rhyme when I really wanted to call you mine Humbled by the fact that it wasn't our time
I held a rifle it ricocheted in my hands I was marked by the cannon out there on the sands
I held a rifle it ricocheted in my hands I was marked by the cannon out there on the sands
My mind still wanders and if I can't find my way back I will always treasure the memory of your beautiful face
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