Lyrics of Twisted trees

Brett Fuentes

pochette album Twisted trees
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Shades draw once more
Opera recedes
Tin man shrieks last call
Sound swept by the breeze

So we fall far from twisted trees
Preconceived notions seem so naive
Youth it's gone now but still remains in me
I wish we could
Left for good
Recollecting

As we loose sound and daydreams
Superman seems to not fly by and save me
No regrets just memories
It has been good
I wish we could
But so it shall be

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