Lyrics of The swarm

Calla

pochette album The swarm
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Sylvia's kissing crosses
Crying for her mother
Guarded by her father
Swears that she hears voices

I could think of a way
If i only stay
Calm as the day grows dim

Dream another wish to
Sleep away tomorrow
Said she's going home now
Home is what she called it

I could think of a way
If i only still gone
As the day grows dim

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