The King's Garden
Falling Up Lyrics
The King's Garden Lyrics
The King's Garden by Falling Up
The streets are made of clothes.
Embroidered on every single sleeve.
Some of us have seen.
The Golden Arrows poised.
Arc across the plaints
Turns us pale.
Some of us have seen.
The Golden Arrows poised.
Arc across the plaints
Turns us pale.
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