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Leaves are very dark
She had to stand as still
as she could be
The sunset was a part
Of what she had to do so we could see
Maybe it’s the soul we’re standing on
Maybe just another plastic part
Another story goes
They ran into the flames
Like moths to light
It wasn’t even theirs
The place they thought was worth a bloody fight
Never has there been a finer sight
Once you’ve known the pleasures of the night
Na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na
Maybe it’s the soul we’re standing on
Maybe just another
Maybe…
Maybe…
Saint Low Lyrics
Spanish Moss Lyrics
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