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song 1/10 from the nostalgia album.



Underneath the pines

I'm watching the lines

The sun makes, as it brakes

This spring wind, this spring day

Makes me sad, always

I often cry, for the times

I once lived through

What would come, a new day, that I always knew


Sometimes I walk, throught the empty streets, the world is at peace

or so it seems...


As I feel, this spring breeze,

Listening to the new leaves,

I often cry, for the times,

And all of it, that it leaves,


As I lay, underneath the pines

As I watch the sun lines,

All I can say is

Oh no...

Oh no...

Oh no...

Oh no...

Submitted: February 06, 2019

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