Kevin Luthy - The Grassy Field

Thinking about the way time sways
Drifting around like an orbit in space
Walking around in the eye of the hurricane
Standing tall with my feet in the sky

Shlepping around The clock is wound
Taste of the sea Is bittersweet
But to step past these plains It still remains
So won't you tell me oh why don't you tell me

Written by:
Kevin Luthy

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