.Strange is our garden, our wood we cherish,
Oh, for a lion to tear out my hearts,
On the horizon, the world seems so tiny,
We were expecting to breath again.
Over my shoulder, words come between us,
We were expecting to breath again.
Follow my footsteps,
Down to the chur.
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