Pt. III

lyrics by: Britton Newton

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I fold my paper napkins

to give rest to my eyes

This foggy heart seems old, though young

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I run through fields of cotton

of these tired lands

Theres much beneath the sun to bear

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All my ghosts are searching for me

Only love will remain

Only love

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So, let these unfamiliar skies lead me on

Lead me on

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