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You came with sun and sand
Plans to build a sandcastle
Smooth and angelic hands
Gave this quiet Adam an apple
My faith labelled you an idol
My refuge for all my drama
A stencil to draw up Michael
Putting colour in my armour
However with sun comes shade
An...
Plans to build a sandcastle
Smooth and angelic hands
Gave this quiet Adam an apple
My faith labelled you an idol
My refuge for all my drama
A stencil to draw up Michael
Putting colour in my armour
However with sun comes shade
An...