Bluebells

Lyricist- Patrick Wolf

Artist- Patrick Wolf

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Lucy, remember The smell of that fall The fires the fungus and the rotten leaves I fell off the wagon Into your arms Into this long month of Sundays You were my husband, my wife, my heroine Now this is our final December Now I'm deep in a forest Losing all thought of spring And nothing can help me ...

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