Lost on the Metro - Provenance

Walking cool woods, it's gettin' dark
Whoooaaa, it's gettin' dark

Provenance, where's your home?
Provenance, you're not alone.

Stitchin' these threads for death beds
Whooooaaa for death beds.

Provenance, where's your home?
Provenance, you're not alone.

Fires burn low, she let it go
Whoooooaaa, she let it go.

Provenance, where's your home?
Provenance, you're not alone.

Written by:
David Morey, Jill Morey

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