Devendra Banhart
Devendra Banhart - An Island lyrics
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And all my fingers ran off And I just couldn't follow them Your eyelash was an island And your eyes were someone's friend Oh could that have been Well I hardly was a real sweet thing Now when my smells grew some new smells And I just couldn't smell them all I smell my sister in the winter And my father in the fall Cross and then snow A tired moan