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Desired
(album: Till We Have Faces)
A summerset to my eyes, with memories of a child
I had no responsibilities, to help or to have more than I could hold onto
It´s a slow song to me, desired
I run through the tree, my desire
As I wonder now all´s grown cold, but in rememberance there´s a story told
Of a softer song for a softer soul, and the innocent heart to hold

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