Phideaux
Phideaux - In Search Of Bitter Ore lyrics
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Saints forgive me I have chosen to wander with the wind Beside the ragged nasturtiums I have fasted but for them Saints preserve me, I was broken But that was then I will follow to the end CATS 2 I was there, your dear cat faithful Up the tree by the potting shed Aye, but I was very careful Nobody knew I saw what they didÂ…..
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