Poco
Poco - Foreword lyrics
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It comes from the backwoods of meadows and memories Sunshine encasted in honey sweet rhymes That linger so gently in rustic illusions To whittle your ears to the sound of the times
It comes from the backwoods of meadows and memories Sunshine encasted in honey sweet rhymes That linger so gently in rustic illusions To whittle your ears to the sound of the times