WoodRat Flat - In Each Season It Dwells

By the window cill
There are some reasons
Which pile up and drill
My eyes of all what I depend

If I draw the future
Of my dreams and loves
Is there no solutions
On this wreck of world

If I knew the way to play this game and how to save each time the same wishes of flames

In each season it dwells
A dazzling gleam, a yell
A cracking memory
A hope, a melody
Which claim it is enough for me

Yes, I know the way to play Yes I know

Written by:
Ludovic Micheau

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