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heaven's falling down
Swing me in a cradle of leaves
Losing all the strenght with the greatness of ease
Painting a masterpiece in the air
The air in my hair I stare up there
Open up invisible gate
Sneaking in my melancholy with no faith
Sculpting a monument in the air
The air in my hair I stare up there
Heaven's falling down
It's empty, limits are high
Heaven's falling down
Stares:
Beatles:
