Open Tales - Bora York

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[00:10.32]Under the swampy glow 
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[00:15.32]With glossy green prairie tide 
[00:20.41]It's where our goodwill painted its own 
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[00:50.78]Our clothes held us tight 
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[00:55.73]Closer closer you were close to me 
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[01:00.85]When our hearts painted their own 
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[01:11.11]Over northern hills our cryptic tales breed the script 
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[01:21.99]Darling don't forget our clasp in the stairwell 
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[01:41.31]Untouched a city froze 
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[01:46.29]We felt the wind in our bones 
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[01:51.36]That's when we left our dreams we left them alone 
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[02:06.35]Under gleaming Aprils our open tales tell our love story 
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[02:41.12]Darling don't forget the words that gave us breath