Into the feilds,
We run as winter turns to spring time
It's all mine.
Like Sunday is my day to shine.
We've made our deals.
With whoever dealt our lots out.
I-won't-shout.
If you don't touch mine.
It's just my little…
What a bucolic synth :)
Such a sweet sounding song!
Another excellent track. Very impressive. I really enjoy you…
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