Small Towns Burn A Little Slower
Small Towns Burn A Little Slower - A Flower Cross lyrics
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Passed by a patch of flowers planted to form a cross But they were dead just like my faith in the shape that they were born in And I couldn't help but wonder will my faith be restored Like the color that use to reside in these leaves
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