Pt. III

lyrics by: Britton Newton




I fold my paper napkins

to give rest to my eyes

This foggy heart seems old, though young


I run through fields of cotton

of these tired lands

Theres much beneath the sun to bear


All my ghosts are searching for me

Only love will remain

Only love


So, let these unfamiliar skies lead me on

Lead me on

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