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We are like aged firewood
Drenched in the tears of motherhood
We are like aged firewood
Our bark has lost its backbone.
Dream of me a little
I wish we didn't get old so fast
I still smell spirit on my sheets,
I trip on wires like...
Drenched in the tears of motherhood
We are like aged firewood
Our bark has lost its backbone.
Dream of me a little
I wish we didn't get old so fast
I still smell spirit on my sheets,
I trip on wires like...