Le Printemps Premier

The way glass breaks. This is the song I only sing when you’re sleeping. These are the words I say when you can’t hear me. This is the way I look when you can’t see me. And you will never know.
-I Wrote This For You
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It feels like spring. Anew. Fresh. Exhilarating. The birds and the flowers. The warm breeze. The winter's over, you can come out now. Comptine d'une autre ete. Listen. You've been away for far too long now.
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Anything to make you smile. You are the ever-living ghost of what once was.
-Band of Horses